I have vivid memories of time spent swinging on park swing sets. Thinking back I realized that while swinging I was accompanied by an additional presence, in the vague shadow form of sadness. Swinging allowed a private contemplation time, perhaps even the motion itself allowed a physical/neurological component which tapped into some deeper part of my young self.
Glass in this instance is acting as a good metaphor for childhood; dreamlike transparency, combined with natural integrity and fragility.
I would like to thank Artist Trust for supporting this work by choosing this project for a 2017 GAP grant.
Sounds, faces, interaction.