This project has made me think super hard for 14 weeks. I am pretty tired. This following little piece of writing is a wall text. The Massey Fine Arts tutors try and get us to submit our work looking as professional as possible. That means a lot of repainting white walls immaculately. I like the challenge of recreating a pro art gallery environment. This wall text is my final artists statement. It acts as both an introduction and conclusion to the entire project. A simplified, refined version of 14 weeks exploration.

Final wall text

Now for some other stuff. How about biology.

Atacama is referred to as a lizard and a worm. In actual fact he is neither, or both. His biology points out the futility of naming creatures under common attributes. Even on Earth, our language is far too small to cover the organic being. The words uttered by humans cannot catch up to a ball of life mutating, living and dying so fast. Atacama looks a bit like a lizard, but lived underground in the dark like a worm. He is almost blind. His sense of sight is an afterthought, much like our sense of smell. His nose is good, but his primary sense is touch. He feels frequencies, rumblings and vibrations through the plates on his skin.

Neither lizard nor worm, but neither not lizard or not worm. We don’t have the right words in our language.

As with Atacama’s gender. Neither male nor female, but neither not male or not female. He embodies a truly inherent sense of dread for a human, a total lack of distinctiveness, an unpolished ambiguity. So we just pick some words and go with them, to fulfill our need for certainty. He. Lizard. Alien. Atacama.


Bonus material: She is my hero.  – Laurie Anderson Bodies in Motion – Laurie Anderson Another Day in Amarica