the anonymous writer’s hotel room.
a patient receives chemotherapy treatment, + somewhere at the edges of isolation bodies begin to disappear. AB 2020
“when the past is always with you, it may as well be present; and if it is present, it will be future as well.” William Gibson, necromancer
Last shots, photographic series
studio idea / work ongoing
anonymous rooms, Beds unmade the final last shots/end frames of exposed rolls of 35mm film form the starting point for these these artworks.
partially created whilst participating on a professional development studio practice and critical studies course during covid.
https://videomole.tv/artncritique/last shots/
“they damaged his nervous system with a wartime Russian mycotoxin. strapped to a bed in a Memphis hotel, his talent burning out micron by micron, he hallucinated for thirty hours. the damage was minute, subtle and utterly effective. for case, who’d lived for the bodiless exultation of cyberspace, it was the fall.” William Gibson, necromancer
taking this passage from ‘necromancer’ by william gibson, as a point of entry, ‘last shots’ is a response to the isolation and medical realities of two friends and a close relative during covid.
photocopy on trace paper suggested itself early on as a substrate. isolation and the ambiguous heterotopia of hotel/hospital rooms The effective, critical mis en scene.
some of what i find interesting in the mediums used lay in chance. the printing ink drying on the surface of the trace paper, suggestive of bubbling skin. an additional element, of ink splatter hinting at the excess fluid spray on withdrawal of a drip or needle.