House of Toast
House of Notebooks
House?
Apartment of Toast
Apartment of Notebooks
Is this Mute speaking? Art that engages me communicates quickly in words that may be mine—as if I could own words—but that begin with the art. I wouldn’t think these words were I not looking at what has caused the words to speak. If I’m with someone or if I will write about the art, I speak the words aloud or write them on paper.
Looking at Mute, Wonder Bread and slabs come to mind. Also, later, visions of buildings that have been bombed and whose exposed floors sag. Or the aftermath of an earthquake. Mute either cannot speak or refuses to. Either the drawing is of buildings or structures collapsing, held together by tape, or of buildings sustained by tape, buildings that stand mute.