Breathing, The Breath of the Artist
Little puffs of condensing air make up this work – Breathing, The Breath of the Artist. The observation of a cycle, as repetitive as it is ephemeral, a necessity occurring for every human being around 14 times per minute. This is incessant, ad infinitum or at least until ones end. The act of breathing is so banal that the contradiction has moved me to cherish each manifestation like an epiphany. I have preferred not to merely document the phenomenon but rather “capture” a trace of exhalations, redeploying them into the piece. The subjects were observed and captured at night; laden with condensation therefor they appeared visible [to photography]. I have collected these views, objectivizing them before they expired and are forgotten as which occurs throughout humanity billions of times every second. I like the idea that something so insignificant, might metamorphose into something substantial.