The Gaps
today, the technology failed me. i knew it would. i had planned to meet with dan belasco rogers and get a GPS tracker but schedules went against us and once again, i relied on my fone. my GPS just stopped for no good reason, twice. so i have these broken puzzle pieces. what is missing in the space between these lines? the absence of the walk is the very thing that the line highlights. the line is not the walk, only a trace of it, a signifier instead of the signified. when the line cannot highlight the absence, what happens to that absence? and what does the remaining line say now? i don't know the answers to these questions. i don't even know where this day went. i find myself wishing time to go faster because it's taking so long and then four hours later wondering where the time went. this folding, bending and stretching of time has always been there but with the absence of events, memory, themes or line to hold onto, it felt like all that remained was this embodiment of