Meadow's Blistering Berry
September 7-Oct 16, 2021
Pentimenti Gallery
Philadelphia, PA
If a chromosomal network undergirds all life to its phasing, what is genetic feeling? Everything is synthetic. Or everything is mapped by the inversion of flesh. Or object begets object. One may be followed by a sense that the skin of Life can only be touched and not felt. The assemblage of color and form into space brings forth the reverberant qualities of material. This is the painterly task. The florist works in the medium of arrangement, in the material field of fluorescence, in the system of meaning nearest to Life. And so we receive a meadow’s blistering berry. Let us evade establishing empiric distinction in favor of disclosing the marvel of heterogeneity through light. Difference is a particle. Let us not think so closely to our shape that we would reveal anything in particular. There being no world behind the blur. Let us shift between bodies in some hotel room, away from the blinking penalty of the city. Let us follow the bee, sensing our flowers by a subcurrent. Likenesses and divergence, numerousness, the length to which one could possibly unfold oneself, hue, light, and the way we respond to all these waves that fill our time. All such possibilities, let us actualize a light beam of becoming where each petal not need be specific.
—Nora Treatbaby
