Art Space as Borderline Interface

Borderlines in space, borderliners in space. These terms are the products of epistemological abstractions, gravestones that are worn with time. Their use value is suffocated in the thickening atmosphere of exchange value, which demands their renewal to continue the production of labor. Water, like our skin - ourselves - borders the air. Its sound and its smell are carried to any number of fishes and birds, to owners and pets; distinctly blending into the sounds and the smells of what are called things. Through the electromagnetic vapors, space clamours to be recognised. The sun's heat and the cold light of the moon cross our fragmentary borderlines, joining and erasing them in a single rhythmic space.