Mass
Forms that insist on being real—solid thoughts shaped in space, strange presences, unlikely gravity.
THE GREEN FOLLOWED US IN
THE GREEN FOLLOWED US IN
By Ginly Weydh
Outside, the gray forms sit in the grass the way certain thoughts sit in the mind — occupying space without asking permission, not hostile exactly, just settled into their own logic. The grass around them is green the way grass is green when no one has made a particular decision about it. It simply grew. The sculptures simply are.