"Come now I will not be tantalized, you conceive too much of
articulation,
Do you not know O speech how the buds beneath you are
folded?"

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

A site-specific installation in the 11BC community garden, in conjunction with the Lower East Side's Howl Festival. The piece consists of thousands of wax cherry blossoms formed from wire and used or found volumes of poetry. The branches were arranged by author and overtook the garden in a way that was at once transformative and natural. They became a part of the garden during their eight month tenure, with insects nesting in the wax and living vines growing around them.


recycled poetry books dipped in wax, wrapped in wire
New York, NY
Fall 2010