Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Shell, September 25, 2015
Torn paper, text, 1947 Royal Arrow typewriter, McCormick® red food color & egg dye, a small protest against the notion that my emotional distance and cynicism are inherent because here I am pretending to open my veins for my art and stuff
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Mourning, September 16, 2015
Torn paper, text, Solatube® tubular daylighting device, Scotch™ removable mounting putty, a persistent sense of unsourced grief
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Light, September 8, 2015
Torn paper, text, curtain, the west-facing window in my mother’s room that offers the golden hour glow with which I will forever associate the period in my life when I was her caregiver
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Discourse, September 8, 2015
Torn paper, text, Phillips EcoVantage 43-watt light bulb, Acorn® Versafit® fleece sock, confidence that this is so
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Mongrel, September 7, 2015
Torn paper, text, Nutella®, ostensibly specific cultural invective that is in fact directed at no one in particular
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Everyone, September 5, 2015
Torn paper, text, martini glass, Star® Spanish olives (queens, stuffed with minced pimento), water, paranoid suspicion
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Why, September 3, 2015
Torn paper, text, Tomy i-SOBOT™, Elmer’s® holographic foam board, Wowee® Robosapien V2, the futility of self-awareness
Ian Wood (b. 1971)
Cancer, August 24, 2015
Torn paper, text, liver, concrete driveway, conviction and a certain amount of disgust
