
Karilee Fuglem
Untitled, 2013
Impression numérique / Digital print
18 1/2 x 24 3/4 "
47 x 62.9 cm
47 x 62.9 cm
© Karilee Fuglem
' Most of my work is made on site, to respond to existing conditions, and photography helps me see better and look longer. I want to slow things down in...
" Most of my work is made on site, to respond to existing conditions, and photography helps me see better and look longer. I want to slow things down in my art, the process of making it as much as how it is received. To this end I have favoured natural light with its continual, unremarked reminder that we live on a planet so big it takes a day to rotate back to morning and on a trajectory so big around the sun it takes year to circle all the way around it.
From about 2011-2013, without much forethought, I piled little loops of tape, sticky side out, into a mound that developed an optimistic personality of its own. It gradually grew into a being that would change in character with shifts in natural light, alive. As with much of my output, a series of photographs are all that remain of that fleeting existence, not only of the floppy sculpture, but the light that illuminated it so generously and variably as it collected dust on my table. Daylight continually changed its appearance, as it does everything, from moment to moment, sometimes to the point of erasure, a loss we might register with a twinge of dismay — while its return brings an equally inchoate pleasure. These barely perceptible emotions are where we live — body, feeling, consciousness all looped together with something that travels at a speed we can barely imagine, far beyond observable space, yet within our grasp at any moment, glowing like my mound of tape. " - KF
From about 2011-2013, without much forethought, I piled little loops of tape, sticky side out, into a mound that developed an optimistic personality of its own. It gradually grew into a being that would change in character with shifts in natural light, alive. As with much of my output, a series of photographs are all that remain of that fleeting existence, not only of the floppy sculpture, but the light that illuminated it so generously and variably as it collected dust on my table. Daylight continually changed its appearance, as it does everything, from moment to moment, sometimes to the point of erasure, a loss we might register with a twinge of dismay — while its return brings an equally inchoate pleasure. These barely perceptible emotions are where we live — body, feeling, consciousness all looped together with something that travels at a speed we can barely imagine, far beyond observable space, yet within our grasp at any moment, glowing like my mound of tape. " - KF