Self-Titled David Court
a marvel of tenderness—I hope this is clear. I’ve … little interest to see what it is, grief or science. you can almost think of it as an unintelligible chamber opera in four acts: purchasing, incorporating, connecting, resonating. I can’t help but feel something is missing from that, though and I’m working that out, but that’s OK, because I want a sense of the unclear and unresolved—if a coup came down and everything before the coup disappeared, something like this. we have to set out the apple SpringCushion® molded fiber trays, water the lawn, move downstairs, and these are lines, not like brushstrokes really (avoid lakes) toward a hypothetical. but by the end, because the trays are made of purple fiber (in the grapefruit trays, the honeycomb and shipping malformations are eliminated), it’s only a matter of time before
0 – Sorry
1 – I can no longer see discrete forms or objects in art as viable reflections or expressions
3 – such as any supposed “I” in the exhibition
5 – a tone that makes me nervous
4 – SIGNALS THAT THIS IS A GAME
2 – or any kind of instrument of salvation–
David Court is an artist and writer based in Brooklyn, NY. Court’s work is an assemblage of materials, focusing on selection, formatting and narration as modes of expression in relation to exhibition as a genre.
Excerpt from a text within the exhibition (Composed with Corina Copp, Katie Bethune-Leamen and others)
About the Artist
David Court is an artist and writer based in Brooklyn, NY. Court’s work is an assemblage of materials, focusing on selection, formatting and narration as modes of expression in relation to exhibition as a genre.
Documentation by Yuula Benivolski