“The material stares at me, I stare at it back, in time, it whispers, I whisper back, it takes me to its heart,feel its pulses, its wishes, its ‘affect.’
A form emerges, accompanying me to the world of primordial,to the world of sacred, where the primal desire roams free, the profane dissipates, shamans speak the moment’s truth.
I become the moment, become one with the moment, the form becomes, becoming the moment, the material becomes, speaks with ‘affect.’
The work speaks, speaks of ‘incorporeal materiality.'”