This piece evolved from just looking around at things that appeared at first glance to have little or nothing to do with one another. I often find that if I surround myself with enough junk, relationships begin to emerge. I usually do not find out what things are about until after they are built.
The thorns themselves came from the William and Elizabeth Klemperer Estate in Watertown, MA. With some considerable leap of confidence, Kathleen lent me her best set of tweezers for manipulating the thorns into place -- a matter of no small concern to someone on Coumadin -- with the assurance that they would return unscathed, which they did, both he tweezers and me!
And in response, THIS comes from Matthew Terry, fellow artist and co-conspiritor:
This raises the question . . . what do you do for, "it's quite simple really!"
Thorns on goat horns come to mind, call it defended or defensive stance, or horny thorny. Perhaps I should start a series of response pieces, where you throw down the glove, and I answer . . . . actually its a pretty interesting idea and would make for a fun conversation type show!
. . . . the small furniture thing is appealing, containers with lids could be set up so the lid would float above what floats in the middle. On a single mono-filament, like vertical parentheses around an object in space.
the word object . . . . objective, as in to be ob or sub, and the destination meaning of objective seem full of potential as well.
How about word mathematics, strange equations . . . . . .
like: objectionable object objective x abject poverty of means = artificial formula for success
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