This epic poem exists on nine tabloid sized pieces of paper that amount to a surface area of roughly 20.45 inches by 131 inches.
Glaciers are becoming obsolete, subsequently causing the phrase “glacial pace” to lose its meaning. From that first dead metaphor, I created a cascaded of others. Each metaphor shares one word with the phrase directly above it. By visually referring to the previous phrase, I emphasize how language itself is referential. Without context or knowledge of the physical thing they refer to, each of these metaphors make little to no sense.
I wanted to draw attention to the way we communicate—how we speak in terms of our physical world, our bodies and our surroundings. Will any of these metaphors we use now make sense in the future? What will happen to our language which is built around our physical world if that world is changing so rapidly? What will happen when the things we are referring to no longer exist or begin to behave differently?