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Big objects mock us. They hystericize space by treating it as plastic, irrationally. And their lumpy forms remind us of our bodies, which makes their injustice to the general order of space a personal issue, taking up space that was, ostensibly, meant for us with a big cartoonish grin. They are weapons. As theater props and staged here they are meant to have a relation to your body.
See too: “Puddle, pothole, portal” at Sculpture Center, Amanda Ross-Ho at The Pit
