Uninvited Intimacy

Uninvited intimacy: the unsolicited confession of secrets, thoughts, hopes, fears, opinions and ailments to casual acquaintances or strangers.

We currently exist in a mode of interaction that facilitates the sharing of everything, at all hours, on any occasion. It goes without saying that much of this sharing is unnecessary, or even unwelcome, but, like most social practices, once the ball gets rolling, everyone jumps aboard and makes the anomaly- the norm.

It can be argued that much of art-making takes advantage of the discomfort felt by an audience when certain personal boundaries are crossed. Much work has been made that blatantly, flagrantly attacks the audience and the world at large with controversial images, words, and concepts. However, I am much more interested in the subtle undulations between comfort and discomfort, than in the exercising of our muscles of aversion.

For example, a recent interest has revolved around the sharing of dreams, either in a written form, or in simulation of or allusion to the state of slumber. Dreams might be the ultimate form of unfiltered mental activity, the content of which makes little or no sense to anyone other than the dreamer him/herself. Despite the unfamiliarity of the characters, locations, and so on, we nonetheless can relate to and glean a lot of information from hearing others recount their twilit travels. Hopes, desires, fears, and thought patterns come bubbling to the surface, and we come away with a very intimate piece of the dreamer’s mind.

This type of interaction, especially when it takes place between strangers, is an example of what I seek in a successful work. Ultimately, if the audience gets a chance to step outside of their own heads in order to hang out inside someone else’s, then it will have been an experience they would not have had otherwise, and one that may even have a lasting effect on their general worldview.

Work; 3 Dimensions