Photos: Bec Metcalf
85” L, 35” W, 35”H
Over a 5-day period, I built a clay vessel around my body leaving an outline of my silhouette at the top of the form. I revisited the piece a month later after it had dried completely, and performed inside for two hours during the gallery reception. I lay inside with small circular mirrors covering my eyes, as I filled in my silhouette with raw clay coils. The clay began to slump and collapse over my body, as I slowly enclosed myself inside. The vessel became an intermediary space that amplified sound and recorded the presence of each person who interacted with me. As they approached or passed me, chills went through my body as a cold breeze from their movements filled the vessel.