About the work

It got stuck for a long time, held by static in the corner of a room during a birthday party that sprawled, then emptied. Someone tried to get it down with a broom. Someone else tried to jump for it. Then it was outside, because the trash had gone out, and someone must have tied it to a bag so it didn’t blow away. It stayed there through the wind, through the rain, through whatever came after the rain. It looks almost the same as it did when it was new, just quieter, lighter.