Tuesday, 12 January 2010


Next time I’m staring at the ball of dust and fluff collecting behind the propped open door, I can ponder on the meaning of life and art. This is what Paul Hazelton does anyway, ‘the result is something quite fragile that dissolves from life’ as seen here in this moth made from under the bed fluff. You can see more at Saatchi.

by Paul Hazelton 2006
Household dust

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