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In terms of the surveilled children’s toys of Ceccaldi’s past, this is it at its most literal. The big HAL-eye of an Orwellian god’s omniscience. The precarity of the wearables and our own survey of them felt fragile and impure, dirtying their weight with our unclean sight. This PR’s hamfisted Biblical rhetoric, blackened eyes, and spooky theater attempt some pagan significance but its toys themselves which speak so well addressing the latent culture and not the the Nightmare Factory branding it, perhaps brilliant in its overdoneness.
See too : "Puddle, pothole, portal" at Sculpture Center , Pentti Monkkonen at High Art , Danny McDonald at House of Gaga
