Tempting Failure approaches, and with the weight of time pressing heavily, Cullinan succumbs to the basic physical call to create; now is the moment to mould the accoutrements that will dispense core emotions to come.
With their collaborative process well established in the dual vision of CICATRIX MACULA (PARATUS), the artists, now under the nomenclature of SSoCiaL, reflect upon the origins of their alliance. Meeting by chance whilst undertaking a phraseological study of menagerie, the pair immediately realised a parity of material and metaphysical concepts linking them directly in the form of one, as yet unrealised, performative work. The changing paradigms of shifting demands have formed a complex and circuitous concoction the commencement and denoument of which are now lost in time. Only the now exists; the presence of which is forcing itself ever insidiously forwards.
Questions of the actual containment of both fear and elation into one small vessel are now paramount. Size matters.
Never ones to let the inadequacies of material and celestial limitation prevent the execution of doctrine, SSoCiaL will be providing a feast of sorts, though it is unlikely to be Cordon Bleu.
All welcome.
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Uppermost in the artist’s mind is the contradictary challenges of need and want. The exterior juxtoposition of urgency vying with the tormentuous challenge of the ‘should’. When time priority coincides with ego-driven necessity; the wrong verses the right ceases to create an arbitary decision making process.
Whilst reviewing personally archived early works, Cullinan agonises over the existance of partially gestated constructions. To continue to house these forms yet to neglect to regularly acknowledge their existance causes a crisis, in crux pivoting on the stress of abandonment. How is it that these ‘cartoons’ can continue existance in partial formation; does their proximity to current themes create a anxiety of developmental confidence?
Culliinan determinedly plays with the notion of decision making. Lulling us into the falsity of brash confidence, we sucumb to her overprotestations.
We believe.
The die cast; with the surety of seredipity she negates the strive to overindulge a sense of haste and purpose allowing for nature in all senses of concept and form a free reign of reflection. In the resistance to haste, the true distillation of purpose is propelled into existance.
In this moment the artist reaches a crisis of self-evaluation, the perception of time continuum relaxation becoming a primary source of food for the subconcious.
