In the gallery, on the floor, thinking about what has been communicated between the work and participants. Ballet pointe shoes are so much an object of desire …and exclusion. People tell me about their limitations, pain that excludes them from the experience. Other people want to try and are very clear about wanting assistance. What does that say about lowering our carbon footprint? The need for assistance.

What happens with the walking scrolls once the gallery time is over? Is it a painting? Is a record? is it non-toxic…have I just contributed to the landfill? Will the paper break down,  am I complicit?