LC0250

A form that refuses to be named. A shell, a sail, a petal, a wave — the object reads as all of these and as none in particular, and that ambiguity is deliberate.

The polish is taken to a mirror, so the sculpture changes with the sky: silver in the morning, gold at sunset, almost gone at night. It has no permanent appearance — the weather supplies it.

A mirrored sphere in the lower bowl gathers everything around it into a single globe: the park, the sky, the viewer. By day the object reflects the world; in the evening it dissolves into it.

Where it works

Parks, the grounds of private residences, entrance groups, embankments, forecourts of hotels and offices.

Style

Contemporary sculpture and landscape minimalism: gravel, clipped greenery, the clean geometry of a setting. The message is a dialogue with the sky — a piece that works not on its own but together with the light of the day.