TO DUST
Two sculptures are suspended from a mechanism that gently grinds them together, stone against stone, form against form. Slowly, imperceptibly, they slide and press, wearing into one another over the years. What begins as two distinct shapes becomes a dialogue written in erosion, each surface reshaping the other through endless contact.
This is not destruction but a mutual transformation, two forms in a long, intimate negotiation of space and presence. The mechanism itself is quiet, almost meditative, indifferent to time but precise in action. The viewer sees little change from moment to moment, yet over days, months, and years, the change is total. It is a sculpture about patience and inevitability.
We think of sculptures as static, fixed representations, but this piece refuses to be static. It is a physical recording of time passing, of contact and consequence. The original forms are gradually lost, replaced by a new, shared geometry: one that neither could have become on its own. It’s a study in slow compromise, in the erosion of identity, in the beauty of unintended form.
