Iron, concrete, glass, dust 176 x 113 x 80 inches.
Tracy Williams Gallery , New York
Dust is the very essence of what’s left from a human life and activity. That dust encapsulated by the glass contains all the memory of some place, of someone…
It looks as heavy and busy as one’s brain before a therapy. The reflection of the sculpture in the mirror makes it float in the air like dust floats in the air, but the mirror also accentuates the heaviness of the content which multiplies to infinity. It is a work of several reading, beautiful and perfectly chosen for the subject of the exhibition.
