EMPTY

Things vacant can oftentimes feel occupied.

The chair, emptied by time. The table, cleaned by use. The architectural structure, left to the ghosts of past inhabitors. There is a power to an object left empty that had been used. Or may once again become animated. Chairs long for a sitter, tables desire a meal, an instrument trapped in silence longs for music, a cup lusts for liquids.

And a camera lens demands time and light.

Empty vessels are the cornerstones of culture. They are the containers that cradle culture. Land masses, borders, atmospheres and bubbles, chairs and tables, walls and films and skins. They all wrap themselves around something—enveloping experiences and clothing the unclothed. Culture is an effervescent being, a living bacteria that needs care and attention. It needs chairs, it needs cups and glazing and envelopes.

The absence of utilization can be a reminder of what once was, or an imprint of potential. It serves as a memory, a moment frozen, endless possibility reduced to an infinitesimally small point in time.