Well here we are, its the end of this open call, the last bits of summer and soon we will have no choice but to move forward to face the mistakes waiting for us in our future. Why reflect on these disgraces of summer you ask? Because it is the unconscious that drives us Freud said, and also one of the few things he and Jung could agree on. Our innate violence comes from deep within, a reflex in survival, they say, and often elusively and unbeknownst to us until it’s too present to avoid. When the air doesn’t move, how can we? It is this stagnant heat that brings up the unavoidable and our half-assed escapist fantasies that drive our minds to linger chaotically when we are alone again in the unquiet of darkness.
Perhaps we are not in control of our fates, only able to see the past in moments of lucidity but only ever so reflectively as we fantasize the future, a series of time dilations that exist on repeat. Cycles of inadequacy as animal and an inability to evolve past what we are, leaves us looking into the fall to harvest new ideas, but our politics and morals stay the same and we will face these consequences again and again as we have so many times in the past. We are still animals but articulate ourselves as human and have become both the aggressors and the victims of our destination.
“Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in.” – Charlie Chaplin
A very humbled thank you to the incredible artists who submitted, it was an absolute pleasure.