BRINGS DARK TO MY EYES


Gently malicious whispering through clenched teeth in deep night. Picking and picking at a hangnail, dripping thoughts revolving. Heavy breathing in a heavy chest. Something is sat there, something oozes, something whispers. Incessant tapping, drumming fingers, stinging eyes, chattering teeth. Setting and transforming, hard and glass-like.


brings dark to my eyes is about photography’s indexicality and how it can be investigated through the sculptural. Moen’s working method utilises and inspects the feeling of anxiety, manifested in his work through repetitive gestures on and with sculptural objects. The transference of meaning and its support structures are also investigated and the question is raised of what is meant when such transference is hindered. In a state of both being and non-being, palimpsestic layers of disruption, disruption and abstraction are set in resin casts of inherently photographic containers.

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At the Fitzrovia Chapel as part of with fists, it kicks, it bites

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At the Fitzrovia Chapel as part of with fists, it kicks, it bites

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