February 2004

Engaged in religious rite, the throb of musical epiphany, or in the abandon of athletic euphoria, humans periodically offer up a portion of their individuality, becoming part of that larger churning being which is us.  The artist, immersed in private ritual action, repetitive minimal motion, rhythmic sound or archetypal form, opens the door to trance.  Heartbeat, breath and the secretion of glands continue without the assistance of volition.  Here decisions are not made - they become - and a vast cycle of overlapping processes orchestrate the substrata of existence.

Abandoning image, Kaori Ukaji's works take shape, acquire form, desert content and become process.