An abandoned shed set in the woods of an urban back yard serves as a stage for a cartwheeling figure. The ambient sounds of early morning are accentuated by the rhythmic thuds of the turning figure and are later joined by the shrill droning of late night cicadas. The performance evokes a primal world governed by phenomenological cycles in which the human is merely a momentary occurrence.
The title is inspired by the scientific description of a “black hole”, which does not refer to a hole in the usual sense, but rather a region of space from which nothing can return. It is a place where both space and time stop. Even light, which travels at 186 thousand miles a second, cannot travel fast enough to escape from a black hole.
Black Hole Installation, InLight Richmond 2009