HOVER

2004, Spacement, Melbourne

“Sort of waiting for things that had already happened …” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“And at the same time he had the feeling that this void, this nothingness, had lasted an eternity…
No, not even time, more as if, in this void, he had passed across something, or had run back immense distances.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“No-one got off.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“… that everything would let go, soften, give in, accepting without resistance,
that you can move like that from one thing to another.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“… like a future that takes shape as present, hardens little by little, enters into its everyday form.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“We heard a cacophany inside. None of us knew what to expect. We entered
with trepidation and a touch of fascination. We weren’t prepared for what we saw.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“… notion of continuous territory, a room next door …”
“Of course the tickling still remains, almost a kind of bittersweet cramp …” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“… fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck … ah fuck!” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“Far away and near, at the same time, changing with the spinning of the night.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“Small sketches of time to help the interminable passage of the afternoon.” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm

“… because soft and full of holes …” 2004
oil and acrylic gesso on linen, 102 x 41 cm