This picture is from the last day of the shop so many items have gone. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a shot from the ground, because the plinths were fantastic. The bases were comprised of all manner of fruit and vegetable slowly juicing themselves under the weight of the work. It forced the viewer to kneel down before the art or pick up individual pieces. That was fine for the seed bomb necklaces and Art toilet paper, but posed more of an issue for the cast-candy, fancy-pants, car keys.
The optimistic voodoo rings didn’t fully eventuate, aka burn, because of a sensitive sprinkler system/fire alarms. Tisk, Tisk, I will have to be a bit more health and safety conscious next year.