A black ruin amongst alien presences. An entity covered with hundreds of ceramic eyes, representing an enormous weight
of suffocating folds. The black alien costume was inspired by medieval Flemish costume dress worn by tradesmen.
The costume pieces can be worn by humans but they
could also be worn by a lifeless doll.
The sculptural black ruin confronts you
with a misplaced absence. The remains of something that was ripped out
and disappeared. I’m interested in the border between a sculpture and performer,
the fragile division between what’s an object and what’s a being. These
sculptural works open up a dialogue between the dichotomy of presence and absence. When is something really present? Do hidden and immaterial
objects have a different kind of presence and agency?