
My  fellow Americans. As a young boy, I dreamed of being a baseball, but  tonight I say, we must move forward, not backward, upward not forward,  and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom.’- Kodos, Treehouse of Horror VII
 
‘…truth    and…wonder   in   this   country.   For…energy    and…inaction…love to move forward to…the exact same spot.   In the  end…time…needs all of you to deliver…the future.’- Excerpt from  text edited from a presidential speech, part of Lauren Marsden’s Set for an Altered State, 2011 
A tying off of sorts for her (productive) time spent in California, Set for an Altered State at Sight School in Oakland is Lauren Marsden’s first solo installation. The installation is a well conceived set of objects comprising a single,  complete, immersive work. A cast off swim suit and sash of Miss  Department of Energy (one of Marsden’s characters)  sit in  a pile of sand with a souvenir postcard of a de-ribbon  cutting at a nuclear site decommissioning sits off to the side. There is a  lectern with a remixed presidential speech (mashing power/energy,  patriotism, and unity), a glitchy projection of idyllic wind turbines before a super  blue sky, a pair of stage lights on the floor, and a , loud  industrial fan activating a large, impossibly beautiful golden flag  which emphatically flutters-  all situated in the flat black gallery.
 

These   disparate and charged objects  create an odd delicacy whose constituency  is the West, the abstraction  which seems to have captivated Marsden in  her time here. Working  usually in a more performative mode, she has  created a cast of  characters which initially appear simply displaced in  time, but can  more accurately be described as estranged from a time that  never was,  or as shadow versions of timeless ideals. Neither bogged  down by  nostalgia or irony, they highlight dreams just beyond  unreachable  horizons. They  break ground, christen ships, take moments for scenic  portraits before  shipping off to Vietnam. One such character, Mildred  “Millie” Garrison  raises a flag boasting of “Vast Untapped Potential”.  In Set for an Altered State, the  objects themselves  suggest a similar boast, a world of radical self  reliance in which the  very elements of the earth fuel its colonization.  If one schema, that  of extracting energy from matter itself, is to be  forsaken, another,  harvesting wind, gracefully rises to fill the void.

But these  utopic  systems ape dreams of self-reliance, of ‘all ships  rising with  the  tide’, and are instead instantly subsumed into markets  of capital  and  exchange- gusts to gold. The world depicted here has a  similar  relation  to the viewer. Standing in the gallery we feel on  stage, or as  if the  various objects are props to be activated like a  toy box, but I  think  the truth of the matter is less participational.  Marsden depicts  a  universe in which we are sidelined by double-speak  and luxury, by a   politic which is close-enough or least-of-evils.  There are no solutions   here, projects of unity and energy are  transposed into means of   perpetuation, a shadow version of  sustainability. Set for an Altered State is a wonderful parting note from an outsider whose vision of this place was welcome, and hopefully will not be gone for long.