JADE J KNOX

Reality is subjective- this we know. Our experiences, from the day-to-day to the life-changing, influence how we react to the world around us. However, there are other variables that may be affecting our observation of the universe. Other animals have the ability to see colors and hear sounds that are physically impossible for humans to experience. Our learning and understanding are capped at the rate of the firing of our neurons.  The physics of the dimensions of our universe and our ability to navigate them trap us in the here and now. My work confronts these limitations and the possibility of seeing beyond these obstructions.

 

The layers and textures in my paintings explore how the edges of the universe overlap and intertwine within the multiverse. Events in an adjacent universe may bleed into our own and skew the line between the ordinary and the impossible. I hope that in exploring what these intersections look and feel like I may be able to deconstruct them and look into the unknown universe beyond them. 

 

The forms that I create in sculpture are representations of my battle with the obsession of discovering what lies beyond and the knowledge that it may be an entirely impossible task. I attempt to create objects that are truly unique and foreign, yet I am aware that any image I create and every action I take is influenced by my memory, my emotion, and my body. However, I hope for a moment in which the unexpected occurs and I might glimpse into a window to the unknown.

I find myself on the Edge.

I can move backwards,

I can move left, right, along the opening.

Looking up, I see everywhere I have been.

I can only see so far:

My eyes aren't strong, my memory is flawed.

I cannot go Up.

I try - I jump with all my will,

but my body can only take me so high before gravity relentlessly

pulls me back to the Edge. 

 

To move forward, I must move downward.

This time, when I look, I see only the Dark.

The Unknown,

that which we fear the most yet is constantly calling to us.

Again, I jump - one final, vain attempt at fighting gravity.

I fail.

I fall.

I spill into the mouth of the Abyss,

All my atoms spreading, filling, being.

My body is gone, time fails. still I am pulled

Down, eternally.

 

I wait for the landing, for the moment of impact when the end will come.

But there is Nothing.

There is Nothing.

 

 

 

 

 

In the endless Fall

I found no direction at all.

Inward, not a path - a Portal, unknown.

 

Inside, I crawled.

I discovered I was small,

Insignificant as an echo.

 

Intruding on all senses, salt,

Intent, as if with malice, to scald.

In my soul I felt the scars open.

 

I understood Nothing.

It was Everything.