At a distance, Constellation appears as a large blank wall dotted with lenses and switches. Looking closer at these portals reveals that each holds its own handmade mini-universe – tiny detailed dioramas, hidden worlds and narratives. The work is interactive and requires a certain intimacy from the viewer - buttons activate lights, sound and motion
Our world is changing and reshaping into something beyond the wildest of imaginations as we sit on the edge of a massive shift of impending cultural and ecological doom. The viewer chooses to become part of a myriad of possible alternate futures, a dystopic choose your own adventure.
Peering into the portals gives the viewer the privilege of feeling omniscient and godly. The peepholes reveal the ruins of mankind in a humanity enslaved in a world ruled by rats. Lone businessmen transforming into grotesque Kafkaesque bugs in the confines of seedy hotel rooms. A terraformed Mars littered with fast-food wrappers and busted super market trolleys. Cold concrete dystopias of sterile laboratories full of lab-coated boffins and landscapes covered by seas of infinite office cubicle offices and more.
In Constellation, the viewer becomes a voyeur to realms that parallel our everyday world. As history shifts and warps before us, the viewer must question where the tipping point is. Are we living in the climax or has it already hit us? What and who will we become if and when it does?
Constellation(I-IV)
Wood, steel, found objects, glass
Dimensions varied
2016-2018
Our world is changing and reshaping into something beyond the wildest of imaginations as we sit on the edge of a massive shift of impending cultural and ecological doom. The viewer chooses to become part of a myriad of possible alternate futures, a dystopic choose your own adventure.
Peering into the portals gives the viewer the privilege of feeling omniscient and godly. The peepholes reveal the ruins of mankind in a humanity enslaved in a world ruled by rats. Lone businessmen transforming into grotesque Kafkaesque bugs in the confines of seedy hotel rooms. A terraformed Mars littered with fast-food wrappers and busted super market trolleys. Cold concrete dystopias of sterile laboratories full of lab-coated boffins and landscapes covered by seas of infinite office cubicle offices and more.
In Constellation, the viewer becomes a voyeur to realms that parallel our everyday world. As history shifts and warps before us, the viewer must question where the tipping point is. Are we living in the climax or has it already hit us? What and who will we become if and when it does?
Constellation(I-IV)
Wood, steel, found objects, glass
Dimensions varied
2016-2018