Solids Are Just Fluids In Motion

No Place To Go Installation

NP2G Artist Statement: One of the most devastating lies humanity tells is that love, passion, desire, and all of their distant relatives live in the heart. What catastrophic knowledge must these inhabitants contain to warrant a linguistic feigned expulsion from the garden of the brain into the wilderness of the body? What cold, wretched being would need to believe in a wall between the two?

In some gardens, anomalies are named weeds and believed to be discarded, invaders from bodily lands yet to be conquered. But the wild of the wilderness brain survives between the rows and boxes, a ghost haunting the ether of unseen spaces, flourishing. When their roots erode the garden walls, when all of the gates are opened, the gardeners with the most walls flailingly insist humanity must live in the heart, in the other body. Everything here is named and in boxes. It is paradise. The wilderness, already in its home, does not listen.

Artist: Nolan Tredway

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