by Fred WORDEN
2006 / color / sound / 1S / 6' 00

Like picking shards of broken glass out of pile carpet on a hangover morning. "What at one minute would be unfathomable and at a sixty minutes a strident provocation, is at 6 minutes still gnomic yet rich and involving. A freeze frame might suggest a detail from a Kenneth Noland or Robert Motherwell painting. In motion we see something more sculptural, a wobulated Oldenberg or Koons, if you can read between the eyes. A belated homage to pop art or pop music? A tribute to Richie Valens? Hardly. Some strange mojo. The motion and the sound indicates an odd territory where even mundane amusement has hit a dead end. Like discarded wrappers left behind when the treats have melted. As with a migraine or bad acid we are at the mercy of our receptors picking up static or worse. A bad signal to noise ratio in the perceptual field. Everyday comments or stimulus that should be fleeting are caught on our screen. Things that should fade out to oblivion become insistent and domineering, forming some weird Congee- a Chinese Porridge in the mind. On any given day this is a place always too conveniently located nearby, meant to be sidestepped. A sandtrap. A glitch. The convex depression of a failed epiphany given amplitude. Has anyone ever tried to represent this before in its proper proportion and to the betterment of an art?" - Mark McElhatten


distribution format Digital file on server (NTSC)
screen 4/3 (single screen)
speed 30 fps
sound sound
rental fee 23,00 €