Restoration

When viewing the sculpture of Saddam Hussein being pulled down, I was witnessing an object, which had been built to be permanent, transforming, advancing… how futile the idea of permanence became.

My own sculpture falls over and advances to another state in its existence. This accident puts me in complete shock, standing looking at a sculpture in front of me in 4 pieces. I can’t help but admire its rapid journey, how far it had jumped from the desired structure, to the post structure that lays still (still but continually advancing) on the eroding floor.

9th September 2011