subversion of everyday situations for extraordinary experiences
to some it seems like a pile of trash. for me, i stopped and pondered b/c it seemed strangely composed and like something if you tried to put it together it would never be as beautiful. immediately i started thinking of ways to use this moment...these objects...this place. as a site. i imagined the spaces and structure of the mattress serving as a framework for a speaker box/projector of things and people that happen there. besides a place of rest, the most immediate activity and purpose i think of is of sex, but so many other intimate domestic moments there and now discarded. what happens if i fabricate a memory and then project it at night for all to see and remember. i will try to collage something and post what i was imagining.