Nocturne
Nocturne
CATALOGUE
56 Arbor St, May 2010.
Images from the creation and opening of the installation can be found here:
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Quiver of viewer.
Quiver of stalagmite-encrusted darkness.
The sublime fluorescence is stalagmite-encrusted.
Above, tubes fluorescent quiver into the unclear.
Uncannily, the pool sparkles against its banks.
We, the delicate sublime,
Hover and descend.
Everything sparkles. Unclear.
We flower the landscape,
The fluorescent landscape,
The center, the underworld. Its objects.
Finally, descend.
Quiver envelops disembodied sounds-
This, a fluorescent unclear darkness.
Eerie flowers of the ultraviolet-
The ultraviolet that is between greenish
And a greenish fluorescent center.
In boundaries, the uncanny vibrates
Greenish above the darkness.
Finally, descend.
Quiver envelops disembodied sounds,
Unclear sparkles. Sublime.
Finally, unsettling, disembodied light fluorescent.
The darkness hovers.
Dripping darkness boundaries disembody the water.
The fluorescent hovers sublime.
Delicate ultraviolet banks.
The disembodied makes the black center of everything,
Makes the greenish difficult.
We, everything fluorescent, vibrate the underworld.
Unclear boundaries quiver,
We hover disembodied.
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Fluorescent boundaries light darkness.
The eerie landscape vibrates, sparkles.
The sounds reverberate.
As we become centered,
The edges of everything remain unclear.
The stalagmite-encrusted viewer descends and is:
Water, fluorescent objects, landscape flowers,
Delicate tubes, and the sounds of fluorescence.
This is of the subconscious. Strangely black.
The light vibrates the center, dripping subconscious.
In ultraviolet boundaries is space.
The water of sounds between stalagmites
Descends into the fluorescent pool.
The sounds above the pool are unclear.
The water center reverberates around the dripping tubes.
The water center sparkles.
The flowers pool subconscious.
This is the fluorescent everything.
Flowers are the light,
The dripping disembodied everything.
Flowers make the ultraviolet unclear,
Unsettling, between water and into space.
We, of the underworld center,
Its lights edge the disembodied center, the unclear,
The disembodied dripping,
We are object banks.
-Dawn Holder