herethereverywhere
2008
A compass shows where one stands in relation to where one wants to head to. It is a conductor of imagination. The situation where point of view and vanishing point meet. The cardinal points do not move, the North stays North- a steady human organisational value that reassures.
A compass made of dirt cannot fullfill the same functions. The form is rigid and geometric. The dust, however is light, unsteady and dirty- it has no clear origin or colour, it is a fusion of all the useless.
The material contradicts the form and at the same time attributes an ornamental character to it. I search for the tension between the material and the transformation of its value and meaning through its use.
Installation with dirt and dust. 3,5m diameter.