Dancing Judgment
Ungenda
6’ wingspan between arms of cross x 13” depth x 8’ height
2010
Cement, blown glass, found objects, spray paint, welded rebar mesh, plywood, espuma de lata (spray foam)
My uncontrollable tendency to be influenced by architecture and cultural constructions was not forgotten in Oaxaca, when I echoed the Mexican “barbed wire” (broken bottles) and welded rebar mesh that surrounded me in this piece which considers man’s place in this life and the next.
The unlucky luchadores swirl in the cement lake of fire, which anchors the assemblage's gyrations. We the living luchadores dance around the globe-like tire, our capes fully extended in life's dance - while the horsemen stand ready on the sides to point us upward or downward. In the heavenly wrestling ring, the lucky luchadores find the true purpose and fulfillment that eludes us all on earth. Finally, you consider where you fit while gazing into the mirrored glass balloon - while the viciously sharp edges nearby threaten to pop it out of existence.
Before I abandoned my piece, immediately following its completion, I could only snap a couple pictures. Thankfully, Salime Harp-Cruces of Studio Xaquixe has custody, and is seeking a suitable gallery in Mexico City.
Ungenda
6’ wingspan between arms of cross x 13” depth x 8’ height
2010
Cement, blown glass, found objects, spray paint, welded rebar mesh, plywood, espuma de lata (spray foam)
My uncontrollable tendency to be influenced by architecture and cultural constructions was not forgotten in Oaxaca, when I echoed the Mexican “barbed wire” (broken bottles) and welded rebar mesh that surrounded me in this piece which considers man’s place in this life and the next.
The unlucky luchadores swirl in the cement lake of fire, which anchors the assemblage's gyrations. We the living luchadores dance around the globe-like tire, our capes fully extended in life's dance - while the horsemen stand ready on the sides to point us upward or downward. In the heavenly wrestling ring, the lucky luchadores find the true purpose and fulfillment that eludes us all on earth. Finally, you consider where you fit while gazing into the mirrored glass balloon - while the viciously sharp edges nearby threaten to pop it out of existence.
Before I abandoned my piece, immediately following its completion, I could only snap a couple pictures. Thankfully, Salime Harp-Cruces of Studio Xaquixe has custody, and is seeking a suitable gallery in Mexico City.