A large, well-lit, white-walled room. You walk to a red line painted on the floor. Two tables with white Formica tops. A tiny, black screw - less than a centimeter in length, so tiny as to be nearly invisible - rests in the center of the table to the left. A tiny white wildflower - its bloom less than a centimeter in width, so tiny as to be nearly invisible - rests in the center of the table to the right. The wildflower will, of course, eventually wither and die. And the installation will close. (Joe Bonomo. Installations.)
Posted on: Fri, 02 Aug 2013 23:48:42 +0000
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