Artists: Mabel Juli, Brian Fuata, Justy Phillips, Sarah Jones and Pip O'Brien

To place a call is to dial into a future. It is to enter a code for an intended but as yet unknown destination. It is to wait, to want, and to hold. To have placed a call is to have gotten through. It is to have located the fullness in nothingness where desire has been and gone. It is the attempt to have pinpointed the origin of the echo where there is no longer any sound, to have ended waiting to have gotten through, to have desired and to have watched desire dissipate in its fullfilment. To have memory.

Everything in between is calling.

To be calling is to always have the end of your finger resting on each key of the code of contact. It is to unremittingly perform the choreography of dialing. It is as present in tapping as it is in receiving —it’s instantaneous— my tongue in your ear, my finger in your eye. The Address is writing-as-hearing each tone of a message delivered in Morse code: The noise is happening in real time and meaning is forced to follow, it is the sound that calls. Calling-is-happening-is-desire and can only ever repeatedly ask are you there? Anything more is communicated after the fact— in translation— in the break in transmission.

Are you there?

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