Someday My Prince Will Come (2020)
2020. Fruit, Collection Fruit, Plexiglass, Chain. 42”x5”x18”
Sealed off in glass coffins, the fruit are untouchable. The boxes open only to the wall, allowing the space to “touch” the fruit. The public may view it but their hands, their breath, are incapable of contact. What happens when touch isn't available? Is it possible to substitute physicality for intimacy with a space? The fruit desires to be freed and touched as much as the viewer desires to bite into the fruit.
But as the fruit transforms in time, it may turn from object of desire to repulsion. This paradox is in dialogue with the plastic fruit, which remain stable if less animate. The plastic fruit begin as cheap replica and become a relic of what was and no longer is.