Adhesive photos collage on layers of glass
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No single object truly endures as an independent form: books rest upon shelves; wine is held in glass bottles; flowing water depends on the banks to become a stream. These things, marked by mutual dependence, provide each other with a state of existence. Some must be opened to be discovered—like a gift box, a treasure chest. Others remain hidden from sight, sensed only through lived experience—like the water inside a vase, or the furniture within a house.
They are all containers. Look closely, and containers can be divided into two kinds. One is continuous: cars, wallets—whose contents change constantly, carrying the meaning of time’s passage. The other is consumable: once the contents are used or spent, what remains is packaging that has lost its full significance, leaving only traces that hint at what has already vanished—product instructions on a box, a wine label on a bottle.
I am drawn to this state of interdependence between container and contained. Each shapes the other’s form, function, appearance, and symbolism. In their silent exchange lies the possibility of discovery and transformation.
