I have always loved rigging. It seems such heavy jewelry, and yet the lines are so thin against the largeness of normal supportive materiality. You know--the earth, the pavement, the seat in the subway. They are line drawings in the air that bodies will inhabit.
This is the rigging for my client this morning who will work in one hoop and then move to both, swinging , and yes, missing both walls and all of the paintings.
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