This is a painted and drilled Quails eggshell in lacquered black with black steel panel pins.
This work can be displayed in a variety of ways, ideal for a collectors cabinet or glass display case. You could separate the pieces to four different people?
Like my other eggshell works this is surprisingly robust! many others have been shipped all over the world with no damage. Depending on individual eggshell specifications the work will either be wooden or card boxed.
In 2015 I was selected to install a show in one of the huge 3.5 meter windows at Selfridge's in Oxford Street, London.
The work was made whilst I was travelling India (!!!) and then shown for over two months in both the window, in the huge Atrium and in the Wonder Room. The response was fabulous and the publicity worldwide was great too! Including:
The Times, The Independent, The NY Times, I.D, Dazed, Creative Review and Time Out among others.
In the original window installation I wanted to create a seeming swarm that pushed forward into the busy London street and into the world, an infestation, a celestial shower, perhaps approaching from darkest space or from the depths of the ocean, from the viewers subconscious. (see additional images)
Most of thee original works are sold but my interest continues and I have begun to make new works that push the boundary between completion and failure even further.
An eggshell is such a fragile thing with such a universal purpose and yet it is so strong for it's function but it can be made stronger, through near destruction, taking the eggshell to its limits to become armoured, protected, transformed into something 'other', something greater than its discarded self. Fragility and strength, simplicity and complexity, natural and contrived, form and function, cause and effect....every egg tells a story.
The materials used: Brass, Copper, Iron, Aluminium etc. carry their own symbology and are used like colours to tell a story, make a mood, a reaction.
The eggshells raise questions, ideas perhaps about what has been hatched from such eggs, what type of creature that might be. And so these discarded shells are redeemed, transformed into an object of speculation, of further possibilities.
The egg is often seen as a symbol of hope, resurrection and new life: what do these objects represent to you? Are they trinkets, decorative things, or are they as 'decorative' as an atom, a nebula, a creature, a virus, what can they signify? Can such a small thing represent in its materials and it's way of making, something much larger, a cipher for the unknowable, unimagined, unfathomable, unspoken, unfound?
Any question, please ask?