About the work

The pale acidic drip, a ghost-line of sugar. The pastry case, empty. A factory of small comforts, now just this. The robot arm, a gesture of work done, forgotten. A rusted hand over nothing. The metal heap below, a memory of speed, then crash. A stillness that feels permanent. A study in Melancholy and Pondering wonder held in the same frame. In dialogue with 1970s New Topographics.