Central Station - an art work by T Newfields
Sam: (scratching his head in a gesture of pure bafflement) Seriously, what the hell does this thing—this whole swirling knot of lights—have to do with America? Or with us standing here, in the heart of this virtual station?
Terri: (shrugging while shivering slightly while focusing on the spiraling patterns, trying to make sense of them) I don't know, Sam. Everything looks... odd. Isn't it just a digital collection of abstract patterns and colors, designed to make foolish people feel more sophisticated?
Tim: (stepping closer to the display, then speaking with anguish) Well, what does anything have to do with anything? So many relationships-be they political, economic, or artistic-seem arbitrary at first glance. Look at the shape of this artworks, the structure of our conversation, or the lines on a dollar bill. However, if you are willing to dig beneath the surface, the connections become startling. Often, they are more surprising and damning than a surface glance suggests.
Kris: (with a cold, keen, analytical look in her eyes) Precisely! And that's the core issue, isn't it? Some people don't want to be surprised. They don't explore uncomfortable connections. They simply want art, conversations, and economic news that reaffirm and recapitulates the comfortable opinions they already harbor. The status quo is a cognitive comfort blanket.
Tim: (nodding in agreement) You nailed it! So perhaps this coiled structure—this repetition emerging from a single, blinding source—is like America. It represents a constant re-coiling of the same core assumptions and energies, generating nine layers of complexity to obscure the singular point of origin: power.