Lindsay Seers

Constructs

It is impossible to know it until its over but then it is a stranger.. Everything has to grow all at once in these works. It is a dance of leaps and stumbles that constantly have to be rethought – readjusted. It does not even end with its 'completion' – it lays just born and it will continue to grow as an idea in the mind, or just become null and void. But even time re-writes it when it comes out again dusted off . Then there is me – re-wrting it literally, over and over – alwasy wanting it to resonate with a given moment. The photograph does not arrest it.