“Tantalus”

8 April 2020

This piece evokes a both a profound sense of intimate closeness and a desperate sense of longing through separation through it’s use of shape and simulated touch.

I wasn’t planning on leaving the second hand unpainted and turning this into a photography piece. Once I laid my hand down to try to visualize the position, however, I realized that this is exactly how distance feels. We reach for each other, we reach for the same fruit. But even though I feel you, I’ll never be able to truly reach into your world. The irony, of course, is that one could argue that my hand, the one of flesh and bone, is more “real” than the hand of paint, but the fact that the flesh and blood hand has no plane or place of its own makes it glaringly obvious that this is not so.

Published by K O K O S N U S S

Hi Eli!!! didn’t really get to finish your scrap book, so I’m here now :)

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