Steel – once the cutting edge of Britain. Now rusting, rotting, melding with mud, residual oil rainbowing in puddles.
Steel, tamed by fire, set hard and jagged to cut through,
Straight edge turned circle, weighted, rolling…
The physical division of its old self creating something new.
Cutting the cutting tool, breaking the man made edge, causing the circle, taming the violent beauty of the blade – here is a story.
Reclaimed saw blades on white board, brass rivets
95cm x 95cm x 4cm