performance at middle fork ranch

middle fork ranch

performance in photographs with Chuck Pringle

Middle Fork Ranch, Raymond, CO

nature is a primordial material ontologically. with its multiple limbs – winters, summers, rains, snows, ions of time – it consists entirely of relations of movement and rest while i am a subject both affecting and been affected by it. the breathing haecceity of a mountain ridge, ancient and indigenous, moves me by day and by night along the orbital path. it is this every presence and individuation of nature material that touches me physically.

to know nature is to engage myself in a ritual at the fringes of woods dotted with unnatural presences – a shipping container without shipment docking still in tall grasses and an unbridled weather station looking skyward. a mask wearer, a worshiper, a traveler, i participate in a haeccietic assemblage irreducible to the sum of its parts.

To try to understand the experience of another it is necessary to dismantle the world as seen from one's own place within it, and to reassemble it as seen from his.

John Berger

how do travelers come to be and what is my home?ontologically speaking, home is the center of the world, the foundation rock, the solid real to build upon. For John Berger, home is where two axes meet. the vertical axis connects the sky and the underworld; this is a spiritual axis while the horizontal one are all possible roads across earth to different places. to be at home is to be at the intersection – to have firm cultural bearings (be close to the gods and the dead, and to have access to both) and a place to return to after a journey. for a migrant, a traveller, the vertical line is broken while she drifts across a lonely plane of the horizontal. this loss is a way to fragmentation, a move into unreality with the only salvation to be found in the act of imagination, of repetition of stories and gestures.

"There is a mode of individuation very different from that of a person, subject, thing, or substance. We reserve that name haecceity for it. A season, a winter, a summer, an hour, a date have a perfect individuality lacking nothing, even though this individuality is different from that of a thing or a subject. They are haecceities in the sense that they consist entirely of relations of movement and the rest between molecules or particles, capacities to affect and be affected."

Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari