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Every card cut but one, pressed into black laid on with a knife until it stands in ridges. The gold card stays whole at the centre, still carrying a name.
- Location
- Newark
- Medium
- black paint laid on with a knife, cut bank cards
- Category
- Art | Street
- Year
- 2024
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Black is laid on with a palette knife until it stands off the canvas in ridges, heavy as tar. Pressed into it while it was wet are bank cards, the cards that arrive pre-approved, offering the life first and the bill later. Every card is cut, and the black has closed over the cut edges, so each fragment sits a little below the surface as if it were going under. One card is left whole. The gold one sits at the centre, catching whatever light there is, still carrying a name.
The American dream arrives by post. There is a card for the student, a card for the first job, a card with a better reward, and a card to pay the others. Minimum Payment is what the offer looks like once the statement comes in: everything that was promised, in pieces, held in place by what is owed. The gold card at the centre is the part that still looks like success, the one you keep showing. Under raking light the ridges read as a landscape and the fragments as what is buried in it; leaned against a wall, the canvas is a thing that has been put down, the way a bill is left on a table.
In raking light, and leaning against the wall.
In 2024 the canvas was hung on a chain-link fence over a car park in Newark, where the cars it describes are parked, so that the people it concerns met it on the way to them rather than in a gallery. The elevation records every fragment at its position, so the piece can be read as a map: the cut cards scattered across the square, and the one whole card near the middle, the only piece with its corners intact.
On the fence in Newark, and the measured elevation.
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