Jo-ey Tang alongside Sheilah ReStack’s For Rita before her garden, July 14 to Aug 13, 2020

July 14

Just as I am talking to you, I finally glean the advantages of double pane windows. It’s not to keep the weather out or whatever on this side intact. Intact is nefarious. Floating candles, reflected, doubled and compressed, lodge into that taut space between energy stars. The acceptance, of double pane windows, of your work, in your work, is that they mesmerize their own condition-making, loiter where and when it had nowhere else to go, cut through to keep closer. A clarity so uncomplicated in its encompassing. Like sheets of ice. Neither hypnagogic nor hypnopompic.

July 27

thinking about Oakland of 1990 when I arrived i’m thinking about whether it’s possible to describe this object with or without thinking about arriving in Oakland in 1990 I’m thinking about weather weather whether sculptural forms are memes pneumatic magnetic magnetic am I am mimetic it could be that where temporality recite recite recite recite reside it’s not a place that I would encounter because we are not in 1990 the concrete pops up prop up a kind of agility fragility fragility that also prop it’s over itself it’s self for the for the peaks the fur that peeks It’s how it’s how I lived in the 1990s what is the space the space behind thing this thing asking to two asking to how to build a foundation out of charite prokaryotic precarities how to hold it together and together I hear it falling cladding send thudding to feel something the vastness that lives behind I figured levitate figure levitating in the space of joy will be possible a space of joy literates of time limit of time obliterate It can only be watched it’s to be watched matter imitate but to could exist in the space of seeing unless and as I repeat the words I’m reminded of how we I repeated the words going into the bus repeating to myself how to say hi and bye the other day I saw a meme about that

July 28

Hold is
The opposite of non-hold
A stopgap
A container
Desire acquiesced
For
Close to
In place

Spill rushes to and over a limit
Overage
It hangs off just
Makes a flame in a confined space and holds it
Falls from a horse
Trickles

I I want want to be be there
hold and spill

August 4

Rita’s Garden corrals time. It is a hissing machine that puts what happened into what happens. Not a snapshot. A stretchshoot.

Thhhlup (with an upward motion)

sssssshuuuzzzzzzzshhhhh (gliding rectilinear infinite)

saaaaaa [through the puncture in velocity as if the only thing moving]

suuuuuuuuu

 )(traceless)(

(spilling every which way, off the ground) tza tza tza

pfffffff
(falling
like
liquid
if
liquid
was
solid,
time
is
not
a
quantifier) fffffffp

August 13

It clads on the wall where the double door is. Does it swing inward or outward? Let me guess. South swings East and North swings West. Let in. Let out.

It is where it is.
Destiny maquette.

The concrete wedge is the concrete floor.
The plexi sandwich are the two skylights.
The two rubber bands are the vertical and horizontal wooden beams.
The holes in the walking print are the holes in the white brick wall.
The blue film is the sky.
The fur is your heartbeat.
Your mom Rita is there with you, always.
If I am there I too will see myself.
2020 is 1990.