Domination and submission in the art/view relationship; that excruciating, unreachable, beautiful itch
By Angus Ogilvie Before work he always works out. He approaches the machine and squares up to it, puffing his chest and pulling back his shoulders while inspecting its fine black gloss and copper flashing. Deeming it a worthy adversary he turns straddles it and then lowers himself onto it. He reaches up and takes…