I often wonder at the validity of these images. I think of it as similar to quantum physics – the closer you examine any argument the more you see it can be subdivided into smaller arguments. At what point do you stop subdividing and accept the resulting statement as irreducible truth?
I’m obsessed with what I can only describe as presenting the truth. This doesn’t come close to explaining what I mean, but I can’t think how else to describe it that doesn’t imply some additional meaning.
My intention, is to get to the ultimate fundamental bottom of the meaning – of what? Existence – perhaps. Difficult to say without sounding cliché. Its all because of – why – and as I’ve stated before, my central question in life has always been why.
This quest for truth is vital for defining purpose and thus for motivating creation. I hoped these images were resonating with you in some way but imagined myself alone in these peculiar statements. Lately I’ve heard our interest in movement is more universal than I thought. There is a commonality in our experience of movement – it’s central to our makeup. After our senses, movement is the next big step in our development as children and something we explore with glee – jumping, running and spinning. Much of the definition of our world is predicated on movement.