Nothing exists in and of itself, a perfect, singular, unique object. Nothing can be understood without referring to the process, or the motivation that led to its creation, the one question that is always asked is why? So to see any piece of art, any work at all, as an object in itself, is false. The processes involved in its creation must be the focus, the urge to create, the drive to capture an idea in physical form. All work is therefore performance; the act, the motivation, the consequences. All metaphor, allusion, poetry, suggestion, begins here. Any object that is created is not superfluous, but instead serves as a trace of the work, it is not, and never will be, the work.