The Seeker, 2025

Styrofoam, sand, clay, pigment, glue, acrystal, metal.

He has lost his foothold, inching his way forward. His head has fallen off. It was terrible what happened. First, he felt like he was going to lose everything, like he was his head. When he first realized that his head was going to fall off, he took farewell off his body — not his head. He stood and watched as his head slowly fell. And when it was gone, he was stunned. For he was still in his body. “He” was in his arms, in his arms and in his chest which formed an arche. “He” was the twist of the midriff, the callus of his feet.