I'm working on a video installation piece for this exhibition happening next week in Reading at the Brock Keep Gallery at OpenHand OpenSpace studios. It is titled 'Time: real & imaginary' and is inspired by the poem of the same name by Samuel Taylor Coleridge:
Time, Real and Imaginary
ON the wide level of a mountain’s head
(I knew not where, but ‘twas some faery place),
Their pinions, ostrich-like, for sails outspread,
Two lovely children run an endless race,
A sister and a brother!
This far outstripp’d the other;
Yet ever runs she with reverted face,
And looks and listens for the boy behind:
For he, alas! is blind!
O’er rough and smooth with even step he pass’d,
And knows not whether he be first or last.
and a line by Chris Kraus from her book I Love Dick –
‘Playing the vibrations between here and there and then and now’
(written when Kraus was in her 40s as I am now). Time is as an absolute yet as I have grown older it feels utterly elastic.