Fear in the Ruff
aside from the halo and crown, the ruff can be considered the most fashionably
pretentious way to frame your head.
The bridges connecting the tops of our siamese towers hold the focus of this year’s folly like chopsticks grabbing live eel. Constructed of starched silk and tenuously perched 45 stories above the ground, these folding forms often sway violently in the wind, intentionally heightening sensory stimuli. However, our feelings of anxiety, fear and disparity turn to states of security, hope and unity as the silk pleats caress our skin. The sharp creases in the soft cloth are among the oppositions that attempt to make us question our translation of sensation. In doing so, the ephemeral construction and the pictures it shelters help us to perceive the unity inherent in paradox. Both diagrammatically and experientially, the entire composition exposes us to the idea that the relative interpretation of phenomena is indeed the way we experience the world and that this interpretation can be consciously or subconsciously controlled. The central Ruff contains this year’s straight shots, which are delicately secured to the silk folds with drafting tape. The images continue to focus our perceptions from the sharp to the soft as they fly away throughout the year.
Collection of Photographs
Folly Composite View
Folly Additional Views
Folly Animated Section