When I visited David Henderson in his Williamsburg studio, our topics of conversation drifted and rippled, quite fittingly, from disturbances within interference patterns to patterns both established and disturbed by differential amplitudes, and from marginally sealed fragmentations to the potential for topographical prints. We also chatted about motorcycle pistons vanishing, inexplicably, into oblivion, and about the strangely obligatory lure of the opportunity to salvage discarded organs (the kind you might find being played in a house of worship, that is, or in an old-school theater, although one might also feel obligated to salvage one’s liver).
Here are some images from my visit. To see more of David’s work, visit his website.
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