THE BILLBOARD
Were you speeding along routes 1/9 in New Jersey recently and saw the Billboard that asks this question- or did you hear about it?
Doesn't matter.
Can you answer the question?
There are three parts to a life. The beginning which has little do do with us, the middle which has everything to do with us and the end which may or may not have anything to do with us.
So, what's the hurry?
Can you sit still without rushing ahead- even to another internet page- for 30 seconds?
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After all...
YOU ARE GOING TO DIE.
So, what's the rush? There will be another plane, another train and there are already too many automobiles...Today you can walk- slowly to the center of your life and remind those around you to do the same.
The next time someone taps their foot anxiously in a line, honks their horn in traffic, shoves past you in a crowded commuter station say this:
"Rushing to your Death?"
Can the afterlife be so great?
Perhaps, but here and now is rather fabulous too.
HOW IT ALL BEGAN
In 2000 I was walking through an airport at 6am. It was not crowded. It was not busy. Still, a harried business man shoved past me.
As he stepped onto the escalator ahead of me I shouted "Rushing to your death?". He stared back at me as he stood motionless on the moving stairway.
It was a revealing moment for me... I had just begun formulating what would become the focus of my research as an artist; a problem, an equation, a construct -the question of our human lifeline in its physical and metaphysical manifestations.
The Psychologist C.G. Jung suggested that ignoring the first half of one's life robs the second half of its richness. If this is the case how slowly must I proceed to really consider my past as I navigate the present. In various disciplines I have explored this idea. A sculptural installation in France coaxed the public to stop at the center of the work to fully experience it. The short film "Time Suspended" examined the frozen moment so ubiquitous in our culture (from The Matrix to Video games- people crave the ability to hang onto time). In my latest work I'm simply posing the question.