The First Leg (detail), 2002–2004,
materials, variable dimensions
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|When I look at art, I want to be
challenged. I want to be
engaged in a dialogue with a
large, comprehensive world
that is unruly, beautiful,
horrible, enigmatic, but of
which I am nevertheless a part.
I want art to be so intense
that it takes on a different
existence outside the gallery,
an existence that comes out of debate and grows to be so
much larger than its original incarnation. I wish for an art
that doesn’t play it safe, that just exists out of the
necessity to communicate.
The characters in my work are part of a simple
narrative: there is a woman who means to leave her
humanity behind. She wanders into the dark woods, where
she encounters a pack of rats. The woman asks the rats:
“Will you cut open my abdomen, pull out my intestines,
and string them up to the firmament?”
She explains that it is imperative that her corporeal
body remains alive during this procedure, as she must
ascend this intestinal ladder to the heavens, where she
can enter the realm of the gods.
She must be in full possession of her mental faculties.
In return for this boon, the rats may eat her body as soon
as the task is accomplished. The rats agree, and the pact
The physical elements of my work manifest themselves
through my narrative. Though the narrative is centered on
the consequence of a state of being that comes out of a
reading of a poem by Yeats, it is my fiction.
By writing the story as a simple myth, it allows me to
sneak into its subtext questions that have always
interested me: what are the conditions of reality? How
bounded are human perceptions? What would it mean to
be a superbeing, or a god?