Moving Through A Still Existence
The best explanation I can give you is to picture the notes of a musical composition. Together, though written into a single space, they create something wonderfully unexplainable to linguistics. What is the rhythm in a melody? It is a breathless word, in a wordless song. The movement in sculpture, is a melody. It speaks through the eyes, of something that exists in a captured frame, yet tells of elements that come from an entirely different place. Energy, distance, time, balance… the limit does not care for how much this media defies reason and law. It bodes the artist to imagine and charge at the very edge of what seems possible to human understanding about what art should be.