Elsewhere 2023, Digital Archival Print /5 + 2 A/P
“Dust, lines of light, splendour, marks, recordings, echoes all cohere then come apart again. We are left to stand before, to be with, to become tissue of absorption with a process of going on or getting into. Radical passivity, solitude, fascination, we are left to discover an orientation without a sign economy as a guide. Alone in making, all that presentation might offer is this condition. Splendid, alone, an offering without reply, like a return to nothing, a disappearing footprint left over from wandering and from wondering. Perhaps. The whisper(ing) of a work. Perhaps. A door a-jar. Just enough, a trace of enough. Perhaps. Enough.” Jonathan Miles
