As we were already on the Topic of Duchamp (We were, don’t argue with me), let us turn our attention to “The Large Glass” or, for the sake of avoiding brevity, “The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even”. It is of course of tension, duality, and desire, in all perceivable levels, on all interpretable premises, from all conceivable datums, and through all possible filters. The Glass itself, though, is perhaps also Lewis Carroll’s famous Glass. One though which (although inaccessible via traditional modes) a complement, potentially prone to influence, resides. The Glass is simultaneously reflective of observer and refractive of observee. It is an interactive parallel; not of restriction, but of opportune information: A display, A windshield, An iPad.
It is an interactive and intelligent semi-permeable membranic constructive conglomerate of tangibility and conception, and all the inherent symbiots and contradictions therein. Tragically, though, our perception dominates over intuition, and we remain in our isolated domain with our chocolate grinder, in ceaseless, agonizing self-gratification.
