In many other cases, this would have been a three paragraph text pinning down on some key information about the artists thinking, their careers, and achievements, as well an insightful interpretation on their work by the curator. This text does not go down this route. One could evensay that it reacts towards it. Ultimately, I would like this to be a guide into ones experience of the show this text is attached to. I would like this text to give words to emotions or thoughts that theviewer might go through yet does not know how to describe, or how to frame. In order tounderstand most of the sensory stimuli we receive from our surroundings, we need to give them aname. We need to create a mental form to capture them and call them a thing in order to conceivethem.

For example, I could describe this sensation of a green form, akin to the colors found on the ground underneath it and in many of it’s sibling clusters beside it. Going close, the clusters separate into a multitude of segments, all rustling together in the movements of an unknown dance. Smells of sun grown life, confident caresses on the skin. Each dancing segmentconnected through pathways, streets and avenues. As if the ground under your toes coagulatedin directions towards the sky springing out cheerful little platforms in celebration. All hail thiscelebration. It is these wonderful sensations that we have grown to understand as tree. And we do need to call them something, for if we didn't, we would all be lost in poetry, and much to my dismay, I have to admit that this would not be too practical.