Hair

My sculptures want to speak for themselves. So they learn how. They watch what I do, to begin to replicate what I would call bad habits, or anxious bodily actions. untieing material bodily cues

“She fixes it all together. Each strand, just to pull it apart again. Undoing and doing again, smoothing it through her finger tips. Weaving it through the lengths of her digits and through her clenched fist. This wrapped triptish of human softness. Where a short lived caress turns into a violent attack on one of her own. Like the sound of those strands breaking gives a strange satisfaction. It’s a war. It’s each follicle for herself.”
Hair Transplant, 2023.