"Although broken by a ritual, the vanishing point of the last remembered moment before ceasing to exist, is reenacted yet useless, only to be soon after again reinscribed, in another place."
In the original Vanishing Point the hero's white car meets its anti black car and for a second the film pauses and white car disappears slowly in the moment after they rush past each other in this desert, where the landscape ends and yet never ends. It reminds me of Louis Marin's concurrent definition of the limit and horizon. He looks at the horizon line, the limit of space he can see, yet as he moves into it, it unfolds into another expanse of limitless space.
I have started a new project not too long ago to turn my art practice into a Not for Profit Organization with a Board of Directors. The purpose is to convert an authoritarian art practice into a forum for multiple points of view, and a performative demonstration of the endless possibilities created by conflicting debate. The work we produce supports this theory of the limit as the horizon, opening channels where they appear to vanish.
In the first paragraph, the driver's circle (or half circle) of vision circumscribes his perception of a limit on the space. As he rushes towards the goal he, in the sense of a pilot's 'target fascination', creates the likelihood of self-annihilation. What I would like to do with the organization, is to come back to that paused moment, where the white car disappears, deferring the rush toward the goal, and self-annihilation against the death of ultimate achievement, and to work with 'the opposition' to make those limitations become horizons in the expansive sense of the word.