My partner and I went to the Sixth Asia Pacific Triennial of Contemporary Art on the weekend, for the second time. There will be at least two more visits, because it's so beautiful and thought-provoking and creative, and because we find it impossible to see everything in one visit. Our brains become full and our lower limbs become sore. We need to go away and think about what we've seen, talk about the images and ideas, read the catalogue, go back again.
Hiraki Sawa. O 2009. Spinning objects, physical and on films, placed carefully around a large space. Three huge screens, showing images of vastness and detail: the moon's surface, the Central Australian desert, the interior of an abandoned house. Birds fly slowly and serenely across the sky, and across the wallpaper. Books with French titles, a Hitchcockian stain on a ceiling: for some reason I found my eyes wandering back to the interior more frequently than staying outdoors. I wondered who had lived there, and whether they missed what they had left behind. Were those books never to be opened again?
Sawa: 'Coming full circle is movement without displacement. In that time, you simply are, and all change is in the looking'. (APT 6 Catalogue)
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