Transforming Thick Space

Collaborative installation with Jacob Sirkin

HD Projector playing Dancing in Thick Nothingness - digitally rendered animation with sound - headphones, Stretched Canvas Sculpture, Scrap Sculpture Beta series Prototype, recycled scrap wood from Alpha series, untitled medium sculpture, untitled large sculpture, Closer (small frame sculpture), Scrap Stand Sculptures 1 and 2, laptop playing Dancing in Thick Nothingness synced to projection materials: scrap wisa spruce ply, scrap planed timber, screws, scrap canvas, staples, scrap mdf, scrap calico, scrap birch ply

Dancing in Thick Nothingness is a 3D rendered animation made completely in Blender. The work interrogates the gaps between digital and physical spaces, and the relationship that the human viewer has with these spaces. Using poetry as a tool, I responded to the slow rendering process that is part of creating in digital 3D spaces. This human response weaves together the space inside the screen with the physical world which we inhabit.

The animation shows a journey through a fictioned space. By playing with scale the viewer is unsure if they are watching interactions between organisms, landscapes, or wider ecologies/universes. The experimental use of sound allows the viewer to be immersed in the bizarre, uncanny, pulsating space, where the text sometimes aligns with the visuals, but often leaves you dancing in thick nothingness.

Severed pigeon legs
Flamin’ hot Cheetos
Tacky pop references

Vanilla ice cream
The primary colours without yellow

How do you make a primary colour?
I forgot the recipe

Blurred pigeon talons
A mouldy hybrid

Glistening globules ooze firey flame

A sharp stabbing feeling
Erupting from my stomach
Flowing through my body
It fills the infinite corners of my infinite self

I am nowhere

But

I am everywhere

I fill the vast ecologies of multiple worlds
Ripping through space-time

Triplet triad trinity
Marred by the reflective ocean

Gloopy skies haunt puckered golf ball lips

In and out of focus
A glitch
Glitching
Stuttering
spluttering
Spittle Flying

Crystallised rivers
Rock formations forming under enormous pressures
Pushing in on themselves

Desaturated
Decompressed
Decompensated
Dilapidated

Violent words cause violent outcomes

Beautiful intricacies
A dimpled golf ball texture

Disgustingly pure
Outrageously virgin
Extra virgin
Olive oil slut

Slippery sticky

Watch out you’ll get your tongue stuck to it

Platform
A platform
Self-perpetuating cycle
The spawn of oneself

Self-facilitation
Facilitate yourself

Glass spines exist to be shattered

Trembling parasites pulse to shit beats
Their tiny bodies can hardly control themselves
Backlit by golf ball textured skies

Explosive motion
Quivering intimacies
Glistening metallic raindrops

Your pixeled body slides along my clammy skin
It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before

I am obsessed with your sweet glitching body

Suspended in placental liquid
The womb of eternity
organic matrix

Dancing in thick nothingness
Swaying to someone else’s beat
You reach out for your lover’s mercurial form
Yearning for their tender touch

Framework For Nothingness

Anchor

Closer

Scrap

Scrap Canvas