I profess a kind of connectedness with every material I use, at least in as far as I am implicitly saying “this is something which I may use” by using it. Use is a way to establish ownership, though my saying so alone doesn’t make it true. I don’t own everything and some things I would be wrong to claim ownership of. Others I can fairly call my own and do as I please with according to my relationship with them.
An example: carpenters are so-called for the nature of their relationship with trees. They wouldn’t be called “carpenters” if there were not such things as trees but, even beyond identity, the relationship a carpenter has with these is a particular one in that the carpenter’s very livelihood relies on them.
Carpentry is only one example, though, and there are other things that are much more dramatic in their use or misuse than wood. For my part, I am not a carpenter and I am not here to talk about trees. What I am (or was until recently) is a factory worker and I have made a few interesting things out of “Solid Surface.”
The one-night exhibition “Solid Surface” takes its name from this family of materials which is used in commercial interiors. During the last 6 months in Philadelphia I worked 10-12 hour days with this material to produce countertops for such chain stores as Sephora, The Children’s Place and David’s Bridal. For those 6 months Solid Surface framed my thinking and supported my life. Having returned to New York recently, I want to present a number of things I made for myself using this material alongside a few other works from the last year