Folded 8-page Text Piece to Accompany Certificate and Map Sent to Angels
The text piece printed and folded — plain cover, the title and the epigraph, nothing else. Thirteen years of thinking distilled into something you could hold in one hand.
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Artist as Rasputin — Me in Lockdown
Kitchen, lockdown, smoke detector in frame — not intentional, not unintentional. I was going for Rasputin and I think I got there.
Sketchbook Notes about the Network Exchange for 20 Broken Objects
The pairing system worked out by hand in a sketchbook — red lines crossing between two rows of names, the whole thing held together with tape and stubbornness. This is where the logic of the exchange lived before it became…
Cat Image Taped to My Sketchbook
A found cat photograph (Lil Bub) printed in black and white, her eyes hand-coloured green, fixed to the sketchbook page with masking tape in a rough double border. I’m not sure what I was thinking, which is probably why I…
A Short-lived Attempt to Connect People IRL
Two badges, one red and one green — the green one reading “Friendly Society” in hand-drawn lettering. The attempt was brief; the badges outlasted it.
Psychedelic T-Shirt Design
A half-tone eye inside a shield, ringed by a star in every colour — designed for a t-shirt and looking exactly like that. Unambiguous in its pleasures.
20 Broken Objects — First Covered State
The objects before they went anywhere — each one wrapped and taped, gathered in a pile that looks more like a sorting office than an artwork. This was the moment the broken things became something else.
Close-up of Certificate
The network lines, the embossed seal, the small green stamp with the name of the piece broken across two lines. Everything on this certificate is doing a specific job.
Another Picture of Test Piece
A length of scrap wood held at one end by a coat hook, six strings hang from it in catenary loops. Prime numbers meet the Parabola, something that hadn’t decided what it was yet.
Candle Spiral
Handmade beeswax candles arranged in a loose spiral on a concrete floor, inside a room built from cardboard sheets — the warmth of the flames against the rawness of the space. It held together better than it had any right…