{"id":160,"date":"2011-07-08T06:55:35","date_gmt":"2011-07-08T06:55:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/asinlife.com\/?page_id=160"},"modified":"2011-07-10T09:30:46","modified_gmt":"2011-07-10T09:30:46","slug":"tissue","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/asinlife.com\/?page_id=160","title":{"rendered":"tissue"},"content":{"rendered":"

Text means tissue; but whereas hitherto we have always taken tissue as a product, a ready-made veil, behind which lie, more or less hidden, meaning (truth), we are now emphasizing, in the tissue, the generative idea that the text is made, is worked out in a perpetual interweaving; lost in this tissue\u2014this texture\u2014the subject unmakes himself, like a spider dissolving in the constructive secretions of its web.[1]<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And thus the seeming unweaving and interweaving of an idea that began with the sensation of sand ripples under foot. Yet it goes back further to the problem of imaging a response to an experience, or a continually evolving series of experiences. How to image the sensory representation of touch? But not simply touch as a tactile sensation, but the notion that a surface, a space, an environment holds a range of visceral qualities that are indexed to the body through representation. What we take for granted as \u2018touch\u2019, is in fact a series of codes based on knowledge and previous actions that inform this so called \u2018feeling\u2019. I can imagine my fingers tracing over the sand, the sand clinging to the tips of my fingers as I drag shallow excavations through its damp mild resistance. I know the feeling of this movement, of the coldness, the grains separating, the grit under my nails; I can conjure this representation very clearly. And so it is to walk over the deep sand ripples and feel the undulations and slight indentation under foot.<\/p>\n

This text is not a given and I attempt to weave it into something else, rather than a seemingly indexed representation (a photograph). This text existed before my enunciation of it (to all those who have walked over sand flats); it will continue to be woven by anyone who transposes the senses into an idea. I am interested in the release of the text through a series actions that are relatively unscripted and not over determined; the possibility of a \u2018perpetual interweaving\u2019 where my body is absorbed into the materiality of representation.<\/p>\n

Upon return to the initial thread, it was the notion that the idea of a place could be affective while simultaneously transgress any need for indexation; the signifiers released by the representations of action can find their own way. It can be thought of as a provocation for something to happen, based on a particular sensory representation. This provocation, this will to act, this need to signify the body in its absence, its loss, lies at the center of this web of radiating textures; this text has no end.<\/p>\n

The ripples in the sand of the receded tide became a departure point, a node on the intertextual web. The idea of making a paper cast of the ripples in the sand of the receded tide seemed plausible; an action of layering tissue paper on the sand ripples bonded together with diluted PVA.<\/p>\n

The tissue paper casting did not dry in the wet sand before the tide came; it almost washed the work away. The form of the ripples collapsed once dragged onto a supporting structure. It reverted to a pile of bonded tissue paper, with tares that occurred when dragged onto the board still wet.<\/p>\n

The tissue, the text that emerged has produced a series of further provocations that continue to be made, and multiply. The incessant interweaving of texts belies an intention to allow the body to reconfigure its absence.<\/p>\n

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Flag<\/em>, tissue paper, wax, wood, 2009<\/p>\n

[See Grasp]<\/a><\/p>\n

[See Intractable]<\/a><\/p>\n

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[1]<\/a> Roland Barthes, The Pleasure of the Text<\/em>, 1st American ed. (New York: Hill and Wang, 1975), 64.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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