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Euphoria. Missiles. Trepidation. Elevation. Penetration…

This multi-layered work was at once sinister, playful and seductive, inciting responses of pleasure/euphoria & fear that are
habitually associated with the acts of combat & of flight.

Through the act of crouching to slip on head phones, straining to hear individual components of electronic signals, or to
inspect an ensemble of scaled-down objects, the back room (set aside predominantly for sound works) at Bus Gallery
was ideally suited to choreograph a space that directed the visitor to be drawn in through several points of entry.

Boombox styled CD units with detachable speakers assembled in a corner - from these a series of recurring
compositions, varying in length and paced with silences, saturated the space with helicopters in flight, alluring vocals,
uneasy violins, measured moments and impulsive detonations. Ground level desk lamps (spotlights? runway lights?
copter lights? interrogation lights?) attacked the entrance in an otherwise darkened room. Within a shadowed forest a pile
of missiles tempted us further with malicious intentions, through headphones a pilot blazed earthbound, black and white
flight footage looped the loop on a small domed tv and cryptic inscriptions created a curious score that directed the work
with sequences, pauses and chronicled glimpses.

A short time after the show concluded, Bus Gallery invited me to adopt the work for an exhibition exchange with
Firstdraft Gallery in Sydney later in the year.