83 Kent Terrace, Wellington. An ancient old apartment, or so it feels because everything is falling apart. In fact only built in 1936 but already wallpaper peels like leaves, red carpet lifts and creeps up the wall while ivy clings to the outside, pushing its way in through cracks in windows, making itself at home.
I will be making site specific drawing and sculpture in and about this place. There is a door I don’t want to open because behind it feels frozen dead air. This will be an experiment between artist and building, between maker and nature.
“If you want to destroy a barn,’ a farmer once told me, ‘cut an eighteen-inch-square hole in the roof. Then stand back”
-Architect Chris Riddle, Amherst, Massachusetts