Sharpness, Anna Pappas Gallery, Melbourne, Australia
Candy coloured confections somewhere between form and anti-form seep and spill from walls, cling to a shelf, rise from floors like malfunctioned stalagmites. The order and determiners of the natural world seem out of wack. Objects are fragile, beautiful, vaguely familiar, underbelly uncomfortable. Prototypes of our future DNA?
I’m counting. I am trying to count….