The janitor finds a shabby book, sodden and swollen in the hull of the hire boat and reads the following passage: 'Monstrous mountains surrounded me, abysses lay before me and swollen becks plunged down, rivers streamed below me and forest and mountain rang. and I saw them toiling and working in each other in the depths of the earth, all the forces unfathomable.' Uninspired by the so-called infinite nature of the surrounding landscape the janitor stands in the boat and raises the nozzle of his vacuum cleaner towards the sky. As a complex series of fans and discs begin to rotate within the machine, the atmospheric pressure drops within the canister on his back. He has been told that the vacuum cleaner is not so much sucking air as the outside air is being pushed into the vacuum by the ambient air pressure. This, he thinks as the mists descend towards him, is unfathomable.
Exhibited in CCP's Night Projection Window
7 nights a week after dark
Centre for Contemporary Photography
404 George St, Fitzroy Victoria 3065, Australia
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