About the work

The ski boot, resting there, suggests a sudden pause, a brief moment of transition between two entirely different worlds. It’s as if the person wearing it simply stepped out of it, leaving one kind of activity behind to engage with another, utterly distinct one. Perhaps the greenhouse offers a different kind of exertion, a softer kind of work than the one implied by a ski boot. This object, out of context, speaks to the unexpected intersections of our lives, the way we carry the remnants of one endeavor into the quiet expectation of the next. It’s not just a boot; it’s a suspended decision, a brief deferral of the mountain for the earth. The chipped terracotta pot seems to understand this kind of gentle damage, this quiet resignation to what is, for now, enough.