Image of a non-place where the only value is found in the relationship between the artist, the space and the exact moment of time in which the image is captured. The place ceases to have value when the moment has passed, so the value is transferred to the image, the digital memory of the event. This is then destroyed.
It is destroyed through digital distortion, a covering of tracks involving over-saturation of colours and breaking the image down in to meaningless constituent parts. The resultant image echoes advertising where colour is used to stimulate our pleasure-centres, a mimicry which is emphasized by the print materials used. The resulting work has no relationship to the initial event beyond the seduction of the viewer, the pleasure, sensation and vacuous beauty. This is then destroyed.
The work is broken down. Folded, crumpled, fractured, cut. The viewer is teased with a glimpse of colour, a suggestion of form and texture but never given enough to make a connection. The need to make a connect is implied but the opportunity never offered.