that's sort of instigating the sense
of order among the panels,
but it could also be the other way around,
that the panels are so stuck within
their preconditioned behaviors
that they sort of thrust the
viewer with the role of a tyrant.
So this brings me to a quieter, small work
called Handheld.
The viewer sees a piece of paper
that's mounted on the far end of the wall,
but when you go closer, you see that it's a blank
A4, or a letter-sized piece of paper,
that's held on either side
by two small hands
that appear to be carved with a great deal
of attention and care from a small block of wood.
The viewer also sees that this entire sculpture
is sort of moving very slightly,
as if these two hands are trying
to hold the paper very still
for a long period of time,
and somehow are not managing to.