Railing Codex

BFA in Sculpture+Extended Media, core member of VCD (World Organization Of Video Culture Development). An interlocutor, a working professional, an artist.

点要从茫茫的全然中求一座梯。段落都是这样开始的，念头先涌动，推搡着肌体从第一笔第一划行进下去。点顺着格子间的墙边出了门，搭乘电梯降下，再细数铺设步道的砖块和高速路两侧的鸟巢。鸟盯着点，直到转角处下一只鸟续上前一只的视线。点逆着鸟屎的下落跃起——与直立的建筑的海拔比高，与鸟平视，但发现自己并非未来的焦点而未来的景深尚不……绝不可知。（作为点而言，可以折返吗？会有折返吧。不过曾经回过头的针脚更结实？）点裹着鸟屎下落。时间铁轨漫向无穷过往和无穷前方。离线的点继续行进：丈量轻钢龙骨的长度，刺入文件的厚度，在间隔两米的真空里痉挛逗留。描，描写有限；截，截获时长；完，完不完之满。戛然而止的点确定了轨迹，从全然之中裁出可以抓握踏踩的复数的阶，让原不存在的梯出现。

The dot wants to find a ladder in the vast expanse of totality. Paragraphs always begin this way: ideas jostle, shoving their way through the first stroke. The dot makes an exit along the walls of the cubicle. Having descended on an elevator, the dot carefully counts the bricks on the sidewalk and the birds’ nests along the highway. A bird keeps staring at the dot until another bird emerges from the corner, taking over the gaze. The dot leaps upward against the falling birdshit—the dot floats at the same height as the erecting buildings, at the same eye level as the birds, when it nevertheless realizes that it is not at the focal point of the future and the future’s depth remains unkn … forever unknowable. (Can a dot return? The dot must have returned. But aren’t backstitches altogether stronger?) The dot plunges down, covered in birdshit. The railing of time extends infinitely into the past and the future. Now offline, the dot continues its journey: measuring the lengths of cold-formed steel beams, piercing through the thickness of files; every two meters, it makes a stay in a vacuum, its body spasming.  Describe, descriptions are limited; intercept, the interception of time; complete, completing the fullness of the incomplete. Having stopped abruptly, the dot has determined its path. It cuts out from the complete totality a plurality of steps, which can be grasped and stepped onto, from which the nonexistent ladder appears. 