LA SCULPTURE_

Since 2004, I have been digging out from a wreck reverted into my land's ownership, the remains of what was once a first business home relocated here from who knows where, year 1904, 99 year land lease;

Once a discarded lover came back upon a nice sunday morning to murder his ex sitting on the front porch, looking towards the church, mass time; once again, a mother and her daughter had to be evicted permanently for a direct assault upon a 6 year old handicapped child, right there, on the street;

From one curse to another, plus the total destruction of walls inner and outer, due to absolute disregard towards any aspect of maintenance, 2004 saw me with the problem of what to do with this discard?

Decided to turn the whole thing into a sculpture, a zen area projecting an aura upon that street corner facing the old church and the last seigneurial house, slowly impregnating all those passers-by, slowing them just enough for a thought to seep into their inner garden, that forgotten persona.