It must be the season, the holiday season where everything seems to become a commodity. A season when we are more than ever, “knowing it and still doing it”.
Nothingness cubes of fossile art would be about the right place to be right now, à la Metzger.
If the utopian dream of transformative collective community projects have kept us wishing and working, they have not gone without a fair amount of necessary dismantling of the things that be.
The avent of the nuclear bomb changed art in so many ways, changed our ways of imagining no-wheres. Although Metzger is only one of such artists, he remains pertinent in his advanced old age, testament of our creative ability to destroy.