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Kyle Ford
My lint is a token of my slow unravelling | 2017
2. Kyle Ford, My lint is a token of my slow unravelling, 2017. photo Alex Wisser
My lint is a token of my slow unravelling. @
I have shipped blankets of yellow plush to be hung from clothespins. Bear with me: cliché of neighbours connected by clothes lines, ascribed to antipodes. Bear with me: the industry to get these blankets shipped from New York to New South Wales. Bear with me: the industry to refill toner to print these yellows. Bear with me: this may be the most overwrung laundry day the world has ever seen. With care and laundry as a postcard, I am sending you my dirties. This work is part of the Cementa Initiative, ‘Correspondence of Imaginary Places’
bio:
I am an artist currently living in Brooklyn, NY by way of Ohio, Illinois, Detroit, Alaska, New Mexico, Los Angeles, Istanbul, and Tangier. I also enjoy baking very much.
statement:
Some themes evident in my work exhibited at Cementa will include laundry, the colour yellow, sock puppets, bones, rust, family photos, trophies, dim glory, world travel, pelts, Alaska, Appalachia, medinas, vistas, and bridges.
shares the same aspect as the original structure, looking out to Cherry Tree Hill with Mount Rocky behind. Installation: application of pistachio shells inkjet matches oil socks authority badges acrylic rust puppets fur Tangier and more
