What are you looking at?
What are you really looking at?
My attempt at Big Art and my own personal nightmare. A Pink Modular Staircase containing videos on monitors with a concrete lamb, and a plastic owl from Bunnings.
It’s now in the basement in pieces, warping. I look at it and remember the trauma of the install. I thought I was going to do a Serra and accidently kill someone with it. It remains an albatross around my neck.
The idea came to me at work one day, in the office, doodling on a piece of paper, as these things do. It was constructed in a barn in Bacchus Marsh by a man. The birds lived inside it. There is swallow shit and caked-on straw all over the wooden beams inside. I left it in there for the show. It’s all still there, just mouldering in the basement years on. Its a wonder it didn’t get burned down in the bushfires of 2009. In many ways, this would have been preferable.