Sculpture, etc.

Slack Nut Egg Lump

An 18' tall steel truss is twisted into an abstraction of industrial decay by a rising mound of earth. 

A disconcertingly dark and contextless interior space creates a meditative awe and discomfort as the trusswork is projected through a camera obscura.  The moment of strange silence allows contemplation of consumption, interpenetration and entanglement.

 

Collaboration with Robyn Hasty.