Sculpture

The Body on Earth

Graphite on paper, mounted to wood.

The mundane holds something. Chairs echo the body in name and form, they cradle us all through life. In this first incarnation of The Body on Earth I tried, without visual cues, to recall the sensation of every chair or type of chair that I ever sat on. Creating a stack of wood-mounted drawings, I wanted a fabricated material connection to the memory.

I resurrected the piece as a series of photos with the Instagram hashtag #thebodyonearth, documenting mostly still useful chairs and other discarded furniture stacked on NYC streets on bulk trash days. The intimacy of this furniture, the bodies it suggests, and the somehow poignant cruelty with which it is discarded begs the question: do we discard some people in the same way?