Four characters inhabit cycles within cycles of contentment, discontentment, inertia, movement, desire, and betrayal. A story emerges—told through the marriage of music (Ex-Fiancée) and dance (ChrisMastersDance)—functioning as a set of nesting dolls, inviting you to uncover as many layers as you wish.
Investigation and interrogation is at the heart of this project. We carve pathways for witnesses to ask their own questions and draw their own conclusions. We began with an examination of technology’s effects on everything from our understanding of self and others to communication, mental health, digital outrage, public and private presentation, and cycles of abuse.
The result is work that functions not as declarative, but rather as interrogative, always leaving the listener with more questions than answers. To suppose that an artist has all the answers is hubris at its most incessant and troubling. Here, we can’t find a singular truth, because art must reflect life. Instead, you are invited to grapple with the same questions that the creator struggles with.
The musical, lyrical, and visual motifs that repeat throughout the project may be taken as clues to the artist’s intent. But from there, you’re on your own. The only intent that prevails in A Feast That Never Comes is that of openness and investigation; there is no right answer, but there’s also no right question. You are hereby invited to ask your own questions, and provide your own answers. The work remains fundamentally unfinished without you.
The result is work that functions not as declarative, but rather as interrogative, always leaving the listener with more questions than answers. To suppose that an artist has all the answers is hubris at its most incessant and troubling. Here, we can’t find a singular truth, because art must reflect life. Instead, you are invited to grapple with the same questions that the creator struggles with.
The musical, lyrical, and visual motifs that repeat throughout the project may be taken as clues to the artist’s intent. But from there, you’re on your own. The only intent that prevails in A Feast That Never Comes is that of openness and investigation; there is no right answer, but there’s also no right question. You are hereby invited to ask your own questions, and provide your own answers. The work remains fundamentally unfinished without you.
