The long form of the space made me want to do something linear; but I also wanted to respond to the broken and jumbled-ness of the gravestones that were being stored there. Also to the typography of the memorials.
The lead being heavy enough to hold the balloons just shy of the ceiling, but not so heavy that they cannot move from their initially linear placement so that the words become jumbled.
The balloons inflated with helium so initially they are floating but as time passes they fall, perhaps even burst
Thinking about people that are gone; the weight of loss, and the lightness / fleetingness of memories we have of them; the thin lines that connect (and break between) the two.
A site specific installation in The Crypt Gallery, London.
Helium filled balloons, nylon covered steel, lead type (Perpetua, 16pt – ‘I remember you’), paper, ink.
Thanks to Bob at St Bride’s Library.
“There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.” —David M. Eagleman