Trigger
Point
Amanda Beech
Diann Bauer
The Lethal Believer
The democratisation of flight.
Our mobility. Our apparent
access to the luxury-sensation
of global dynamism. The lure
of nostalgic conceptions of jet
set glamour evolved into the
budget-airline, no-drink, no-peanut
experience. We step
away from the terminal. We
put down the coffee, click the
mouse, book another flight.
Confusing mobility with
democracy.
We step into the terminal.
Our movement is smooth.
We glide. We pass artworks
made-to-size, made to fit
unnoticeable walls that frame
the limp ambitions of airport
café-society. This is the commission.
This is a video work. Fictions, dialogues, mythologies.Laying bare the internal voice working on the
commission.
The internal dissent. It speaks
the rhetoric of art understanding
itself to be the alpha
object. Understanding itself
to have weight, importance,
relevance. It’s about Faith.
The Lethal Believer.
Luminous. Sometimes stupid.
Sometimes cruel.
The more visible, the more
visible.
Life in endless corridors. Filling in the paper work on time.
We are no longer able to stand
outside. Outside, that place
that used to belong to us.
The experiences of force
and pleasure. Their proximity
seduces us.
Question the production of
this spectacular democracy.
See it underscore Empire. See
it delete an outside.
Challenge this open and yet
finite space of the air.
Order and chaos finessed in
a new complex; sovereignty
annihilated.