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*THIS WORLD IS MOVING ON*     -JAN 17 2026-was the inaugural exhibition of Kameron Sugar. It operated as a dialogue with the space it occupied and the time it existed within, presenting work from 2020–2026 across writing, audio, video, photography, digital media, and sculpture. The title functioned as both the theme and as a personal aphorism, reflecting his perceptions on the oncoming natural and unnatural tides of change, identity, and the temporality of structure, material, and life in the American society he finds himself in...


In line with the FREE ℠ ethos of doing everything and accompanying the exhibition, and in paying respects to the site and to the nature of offsite exhibitions or art brut / outsider art itself, I felt in every way obliged to consistently break the standardized white-walled, not-enough-laughing, hors d’oeuvre-nibblin, no-one’s-drunk-enough, no-musicians, no-locals-no-niggas-having-ass exhibition formatting.

Free beer, free burgers from my popup, a big afterparty with way more promotion than the exhibit. We all done killed at least 170 beers that night, 4 bottles of wine, a bottle of D’USSÉ. Originally, the exhibition was supposed to run from 7–10pm, with *A FREE PARTY* running from 10–2ish. The exhibition stayed open until 1am.

People arriving for the party and stumbling into the exhibition, people pulling up late-nite for *HOODBURGER*, and the Island Time Miami generally operates on drew it out for longer in such a natural way. I ended up reading a few essays and poems at around 11pm (originally intended 8pm). Then I announced the fire sale of 100isms, T-shirts, and the photobook, and then spent the next hour or so bagging up burgers, fries, and lemonades with my friends for the guests.

I hope I always view the people who attend my exhibitions as guests, and the people I work with as friends.

(P.S. heard some dude passed out on the couch in the exhibition with a Four Loko in his hand, woke up mad confused.)