still point of a turning world
The camera in this piece rotates slowly clockwise but remains fixed on the object at the end of the wooden beam. The live video is projected on the back wall. When gallery visitors enter the space their image also appears on screen as the camera pans across them. When the camera encounters its own ‘projection’ it produces an infinite tunnelling image as well.
T.S. Eliot’s poem, “Burnt Norton”
At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
This work is about stillness and movement, perception and time, locality and non-locality. It all happens together and each viewed position has its own reality. It all happens in the present, in real time, nothing is recorded. The viewer in this situation sees themselves both outside the work and contained within it, the viewer is at the still point, able to see the true state of the whole situation.