On the Racetrack every piece or element of the car is absolutely purpose-built. The density of the rubber, the way the tube chassis is welded, the exacting dimensions of the car are all in the realm of utility. The rarified location of the racetrack is the environment in which these decisions in design, craft and materiality are put to use. The Racetrack serves multiple purposes, but primarily as the location to embark on terrestrial space travel. Not in an outer space but rather an inner space, because the gauge of further exploration is in the immeasurably small feats of achievement based on the experience of the driver.

Only in very rare circumstances is a driver able to break out and truly explore new space and time. This is relegated to the consummate practitioner at the very top of his/her “game” equipped with the tools to go a split second faster and just a millimeter farther. This achievement is impossibly small when attained, but until then it remains as a chasm, vast and immeasurable. Until these limits have been exceeded, humanity lacks a practitioner or a measure to evaluate this unknown space. These small achievements thus push the true boundary of human experience.

One could perhaps state more humbly that the Racetrack is a space integral to human culture much like the coliseum or contemporary stadium. These spaces become the places in which certain values of a society are exposed, not necessarily in affirmation, but rather in revealing the perversion of them. In these spaces one can hit another and one can drive as fast as possible not to the limits of legality, but to the limits of the machine and the driver’s ability.

In the Art Gallery or Museum, every piece or element of an Artwork is absolutely purpose-built. The impasto of paint, the support of a sculpture, the exacting dimensions of the exhibition space all exist in the realm of meaning. The rarified location of this blank empty space is the environment in which these decisions in design, craft and materiality are put to use.