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A Ripple In The Stuff Of The Univers, FelixArtMuseum, 2014
First thing in the morning, when the world is still asleep, I pass by the cows, down the hill, into the woods. I would drag out branches, pass by the cows again, up the hill, right into the exhibition space. Along with other material coming from other places, the branches move out of the fields of possibilities and pop into form for a moment in time and space. That's what people get to see: the limited time of presence the work has in the material world, before it falls apart again in its components. At the end of the exhibition I will take the branches, pass by the cows down the hill again and give them back to were they came from.
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