A great isoprene plate is perforated, in different proportions, by the heat of lamps. The material's melting forms voids, some times crossed by fine textures. Here, time elapsing manifests in the disassembling of matter, in the organic consummation of elements, in the dispersion of remains. Things' existence is taken to its limit, reduced to spectra, vestiges. In this no-place _ which the Mill building seems to embody _ art is located, comes into being. |