My work is nestled between the conflicting realities of play and terror associated with having to make human sense out of matter.

To a first-time viewer the work appears as a stack of concrete masonry units forming nothing in particular despite being composed with suggestive determination. The title produces a quick ‘aha’ moment after which the viewer may appreciate the playful effort performed by instantiating a car out of bricks (“a wheel here, a light there… perhaps” - they might admit with a smirk).

The Car exposes the process of perception and allows one to see (in symbolic form) inchoate matter come to focus by the formative power of a concept. In that sense the piece is about the power of language to contain and organize a gestalt. Importantly, first, the car is a car incorrectly, there is something essentially counter-intuitive, if not wrong, in trying to build a car out of bricks. Second, its existence is conditioned on a precise location of the elements relative to one another. Third, the stack of blocks with its proximity to social labor emphasizes the consensual, public foundation of the phenomenon. It activates the viewer by making them potentially complicit (as a working body) with the act of stacking. More than anything the Car sculpture proposes itself as a social fact.

Like many of my pieces the Car owes a debt to Conceptual Art (being positioned in the middle between idea and material), and to Minimal Art (extending the distance between the viewer and the object).