From a distance, the whole piece stands like a dark monolithic block. Moving closer, the details reveal their original context, but the surface coating of bitumen transforms everything, especially the meaning of “invitation”. The viewer stands so close that the cups, spoons, and filled milk jug evoke the familiar compulsion to reach out - but one cannot grasp or lift them. The unusual surface quality compels the viewer to look, but only to look. One is held at a distance, held in a tension between welcoming and repulsive aspects.
There is yet another level to perceive: the light plays on the surface, shifting between hard grey metal and soft golden reflections. Time and light cause fleeting shifts and I capture these with the camera, using the golden light as paint.