After reduction, something erupts. The fish no longer responds to rule or visible logic. It shifts away from itself.
It no longer obeys its anatomy. It alters, overlaps, contradicts itself. The recognisable coexists with the strange without explanation.
I approach the sculpture as an inner territory. I do not seek coherence; I allow friction.
It is no longer structure nor autonomous presence. It becomes an unstable image.
At this point I enter into dialogue with Giacometti, Oppenheim and Bellmer.

Dream has deformed form. It is time for matter to begin speaking for itself.