Surface is skin; skin is containment. Amorphous shapes have a sense of agency as blobs can also be spills and leakages, the residue of accident and chance or an aftermath of a body. Surfacing, is an installation of cast iron with drywall appearing to burst through the walls. There is tension, itch and unease in these rupture point. The body heals fast, yet it is unbothered by the scab’s appearance. I’m fascinated by the primal, elemental and nostalgic qualities of iron. The metal we melt comes from old radiators, which are given new life. Transformed from an object that was a part of a building system mediating life, it becomes a symbolic object encouraging thinking about building systems and illness in structures and societies.

The scabs, lesions, or hives are pushing through the surface of the wall. Are they a response to a cut, burn, infection or allergy? They suggest the consequence of an interaction, as the structure has become sick. The work does not offer solace. It is time to ring the alarm bells. It is already spreading. Something larger and more imminent is festering underneath and within the walls of the Institution. When viewed from the side these bodily elements also appear like landscapes. There is a merging of boundaries. Surfacing is building, body and landscape.