A little patience is well-rewarded in this totally immersive experience, after a while one finds oneself gently swaying to the leisurely monodic rhythm. In a colonial mansion on the Hudson River NY, a musician to eight rooms, a choir on the verandah, each projected onto their own screen. As a viewer one can study an individual or meander soaking up each instrument in turn. Collectively they make beautiful music, a modern gospel:
Once again I fall into
My feminine ways
There are stars exploding
And there is nothing you can do
Ragnar Kjartansson, Iceland
29 March 2015, John Curtin Gallery, Curtin University, Perth
