For Andrew, depreciation offers
a range of modest savings: montage, composite image,
speak of a sausage in a frozen field.
The 1990s suggested Andrew’s future
career: a country in the Eastern Bloc.
Of course, this was a little difficult.
Still, he dreamed and by 2001
he lifted the grey veil of place and exposed himself
in exhibition as a life-sized replica of the Cold War.
Known for its sensitive contexts,
it embodied years of time, care and thought.
Strictly speaking, no one was interested. The L.A. Times wrote:
‘Rough and sketchy, Faulkner is a perfectionist
and very slow. His show, Pre-alpha version
of a better self, is a different sort of challenge
and its successes are few. The inability of even art students
to appreciate his practice is telling.
After twenty-five years the marks left are obvious,
the copyright a black-and-white of intention.’