I watched an ant, stumbling across the hairs on my arm, a scene as remote and beyond my control as a leaf falling from a tree in China. I had no say in any of it.
Even if I were to fool myself that this wasn’t so by brushing the ant away, I’d still be left with the arm. The arm – with its impenetrable jungle of hairs, each one unique, purposeful, unaccountable, utterly, fundamentally incomprehensible.
I wondered if such a sense of helplessness might have occurred to the ant, right before everything disappeared.
Malcolm Mc Neill’s first project out of art school was a seven-year collaboration with writer William S. Burroughs. His two books about the experience were published at the end of 2012.
His most recent exhibition of paintings was in 2013 in New York.
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