Ten Minutes Too Late questions the conditions between where a work of art starts and where it ends. On the wall, a video projection contains a figure that ocasionally peers into the theater like space in which it is visible. The set is of a mobile squatted laboratory, with elements such as a heater opposing a fan, power chords hanging throughout the room, a fragmented illuminated plastic sphere, sound appparatus scattered on the floor and infrared light seeping in from a cracked door. Ones trajectory is left to negotiate how to physically move into and out of this strange space, a place where one enters and leaves with a feeling of being ten minutes too late for the activities that have just transpired. |
