the universal animal
graduation project

[text installation] 

No, no, not yet, but we are getting closer.
I think we found their house, but they are not home.
Here, like in a ritual, every object has a reason to be.

The objects are marked by time.
Making them, baking them, glazing them,time is passing as you do.

They could break, before you know it, shattered into smaller pieces, eaten by worms, dissolving in the water.  Infinitesimal!

Everyone leaves again, one by one they go.
I open the door, greet the dog,I step outside, the dog greets me.