They arrived silently and have been among us.
If I leave, they stay. If I die, they remain. I am just passing by.
They scream from the pavement: pick me up, be mine!
Kneel for them, as they carry wisdom we can only desire.
All these Unidentified Beautiful Objects have been found in close proximity to this exhibition space.
They are bathed, examined, and documented to be archived.
They are relieved from their initial duty
and become representative voices of the material surrounding.
I merely serve as the mortal carrier of these UBO’s.
My work is an attempt to capture their indescribable grace.