// An arc is just a line you can bend (clockwise).

 

An arc is just a line you can bend (clockwise).
Campbell Walker
(2020) 

I always like to go to the end of the world and look over the edge. As a child – and still now – if I go to the beach, I like to stand on a rock and stare over the sea, like a seal would in a Casper David Friedrich painting. It's the same in the city: there's a lot of places to go, even if just to see what's there, and in the year I've been living in Melbourne, I've tried to traverse the city as much as possible, slowly and laterally, to catch trains to the end of their lines, to walk the laneways rather than the streets.

 

So what to do with these impulses when my world stops five kilometres from my house? Go to the edge of the world and walk around it, because this is now the limit of where I can go. An arc is just a line you can bend (clockwise) is a kind of mapping of the border between my world and the nothingness that surrounds it, an attempted recording of the circle now etched into the city 5 km from my Kensington house. Of course, like any mapping, it's an arbitrary and false transcription...