I don't think there's a right way to make one's work, but probably
the underlying reason for making work is alarmingly consistent.
I seem to be involved with things that fit in or disturb the fit
of the world. Fifteen years ago I made the thing you see on the
left, a couple of years ago I made the piece on the right. One
is, within the cliches of art description, a ready-made - do not
use it, it makes you ill. And I suppose the other is a lot of
ready-mades. I tend to make things using objects which preexist
in the world. And I'm extremely intrigued by our capacity to make
things and
how we behave towards the things we make and how the things we
make behave back towards us. |
