Summersong is a collection of interactive sculptural work emerging together as a single cacophony. Inspired by the many deathly overtones arising from my own last summer, this installation unapologetically re-represents the same monotone crisis staring at the sun is believed to cause. It might even be why bats emerge out of the sunset. This might be a good time to remind you of the eyes you are reading this with and the hands using the machine to do so.
Summersong overcrowds space with soundart and optical effluence offering self-examination of your artistic predispositions. The visuality of this work spans from banal literality to morose abstraction and is bound together with noise as ghastly as thunder and curlews. It challenges the notion of storytelling and narrative building, championing subjective misinterpretation and the allusive grip of mood.
Measure the difference in you thinking, you thinking about thinking, you not thinking, you not thinking about thinking and you not thinking about not thinking by participating with art on varying levels of immersion. Summersong is as about as relatable and pleasant as a lawnmower interrupting Yosamity Sam on a muggy Saturday morning. Come along and be absolved of purpose with this catalyst for existential nihilism.
Greaser Art Gallery: 259 Brunswick st, Fortitude Valley
