CODY ROSS

C.R. is exploring, in feverish throws, the affective space of the encounter. Not everything has to be pastoral or astrological— some things are right in front of you, like parking lots. “Contests for discursive power can be specified as competitions for the material or rhetorical leverage required to set the terms of, and to profit in some way from, the operations of an immanently self-corrosive incoherence of definition.” I look to you, now, as I would look over the lip of a cliff.