Z-14589(Central Mind) Mach 1 SJCJ, Steel, Foam, Latex, Unfired Clay, Glue. Dimensions Variable, 2007.
Form, function, construction, blue. Desert, pylon, Napalm, screw. Evil, safety, leather, and glue from me these things will come to you. The frozen wastelands of a mind bent new, the distant calling of an open wound. To set one free upon a grey cold floor, to reach for the handle and open the door, to walk past comments of works once made, to stumble and stagger and reach the stage. The remnants of lives lived and loves lost have lead to the unfolding of a version of me for you. ‘At least as big’ the words were said, as soon as uttered the mind had read over stories of concepts old and new, of stories of visions/perspectives and truths. The construct of steel, foam, latex, clay and glue is ‘at least as big’ as me and possibly bigger than you. To delve into the concept of relic or temple, one may come across a thought of a tribal jungle. The reading of throne, altar or shrine is not exactly the same as mine. The construct is new, however the mind is old, true justice has given into some forms of decay and mold. Safe within the padded cell the body can’t rest and let the mind unfurl. The constant reminders lay at the feet, broken and shattered and torn out like teeth.