Christo and Jeanne-Claude wrap the monument to focus collective consciousness on an icon in our habituated visual field. Plastic and fabric render the static and the predictable a dynamic flow of soft edges. Likewise, the public turns away from the structure of orthodoxy and heresy into a variegated terrain of clashing, merging, ricocheting opinions. The public is set on edge. The monument disappears, a moment appears – a reflexive implosion of time, when the social becomes an intensely contested space.
No such high-brow intellectual privileges for a low-cost drape over what looks like a scooter in a heartland carpark resonating with the buzz of fluorescent lamps. Ah, a moment of doubt perhaps? Is it a scooter? What color is it? Is the rider a vespa chick or a sutra dude? What sound does it make? Does her colored hair fly in the grace of the wind? Does her smile complement the blazing sun or her poised calm in the traffic straighten the chilly tropical day? The heartland moment is one hinging on the absurd, filled with the swirling, disaggregating, recombining fantasies of stereo-images and typified desires. Indeed, the moment disappears, a heartland monument appears – an impulsive imposition of psychic time, when the personal becomes an inscribed social space.
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