Interstices

Interstices /  by Justin Harrison

In the intersticies the edges are blurred , indefined, indistinct. There is no clear demarcation, margin, boundary. Yet the apperature is clearly perceivable.

The liminal represents the free play, the opportunity for change. The change in the angle of vision, the change in space, time, concept. It is the opening up, where deconstruction can operate freely and generate the new. Broader passages of movement.

Hauntology, spectral, third space, void these too are different angles of vision through interstices.

Everything and nothing, liminal and void, inside and outside, interior and exterior. These appear binary terms - where is in between these? Differance?

We fear change. Being in passage. The moments of uncertainty. Movement.

Change - Passage - Is movement.

Again - Differance free play.

Stasis is a little death. Stagnancy.

Do I make ritualised tools of passage?

 

Spectral Interstices /  by Justin Harrison

Crossing boundaries and boarders

Forms never to be repeated

Appear and disappear

Present and yet not present

Geographically ambiguous

Free

“Shrouded in a forest of signs that render the conditions of speech and action barely intelligible or translatable. We were cut off from the comprehension of our surroundings we glided past like phantoms wondering and secretly appalled as sane men would be before an enthusiastic outbreak in a mad house”. Conrad Joseph - Hearts of darkness.

An opportune moment, light in constant flux, crossing boundaries and margins, formal demarkations denoting space are ignored. The small spaces giving an ‘angle of vision’ - generating the new. A fleeting demonstration of the liminal, impossible to possess or repeat.

I like that this was another video opportunity, a sketch in time. It may benefit from editing, taking out some of the less successful moments. There is a pace to certain excerts that I prefer. To slow and it becomes static, too fast and the spirit is lost. As for the rogue leaf - well that can stay.

 

Same, not the same /  by Justin Harrison

In the introduction to Foucault’s book ‘The order of Things’ the author references an old encyclopedia with various classifications, in which is a category of ‘Things that from far away look like flies’.

Whilst it is tempting to make comparisons, we must remember our positionality, not just spatially but temporally, conceptually, socially and critically.

Homi Bhabha describes that there are differing scalar effects of different angles of view through the intersticies. And perhaps I wonder - that one can be so far off that perception is skewed and really comparisons cannot be made.

Perhaps imagine a toy cow 🐄, go to a field of cows hold it up and they might even look the same, in colour, form and scale. However one is not a cow, you won’t get milk out of it. They are the same but not the same.