About the work

The horse mask, sitting there, is trying to hide something. Not itself, not physically, but the whole situation it is a part of. It’s an object made for anonymity, for play-acting, but here it has become a marker of something else: the awkwardness of being seen when you’d rather not be. The camouflage netting, too, is meant for blending in, for disappearing into the landscape, yet indoors it only highlights its own out-of-placeness. There’s a peculiar kind of visibility that comes from trying too hard to be invisible, or perhaps from trying to make something else disappear instead. It’s a quiet failure, this attempt at concealment, where the effort itself becomes the most prominent feature. The world keeps finding ways to show itself, even through the most determined disguises.