We have been dealt a blow--an insult to our collective intellect, psyche and social well-being. Yet so many feel nothing, numbed by a happy and willful oblivion. We gleefully assume our position in the herd, eyes glazed over and lips alternating between the upward turn of a smile, the slack jaw of fascination and the utterances of a chant: "four more years!" Ours is a trauma that somehow goes unfelt; it is both wounding and nightmarish, a violent thwack that crashes head into head and word into word, eliding the English "trauma" meaning injury... More >>>
In one room of the gallery, a video of a rotating siren projects in looming fashion onto the wall.