The space has been altered and I have made a place to communicate. The conversation begins with me warning the viewer of the hazard of darkness. The door is opened and they go into the space I have made. They will see what they choose to see. Messages attempt transmission but it is up to the viewer to choose which aspects of these messages to pull into their consciousness. It is a collection of documents within a collection of documents. It the medium for an encyclopedia but it is undefined. There is evidence of text but it had been destroyed. By being present the viewer destroys the text further.
When they choose to exit the viewer is presented with a sheet of hand made white cotton paper and and a black pen asked to record their experience. My input into this conversation ends here and the viewer continues with their life. Maybe what has happened to them makes sense when they recieve a document outside of the context of the gallery and they remember our conversation. I await my next writer.
