Week 49: Dec. 8, 2024

Storage, Judith Shea, American, 1999., Bronze

Wait right here…

I remember the first time I saw this bronze I stopped and looked around to find the workers who must be getting ready to assemble the installation. It took me a while to realize this WAS the installation. And it has left me sort of bothered ever since. Which might very well be the point.

It is said to represent ‘the essence of human presence.” Propped up, essentially forgotten, stored away, no extremities, no movement. Not the art of life and love and honor and learning and growth, but of life cast off, with no enduring value. It leaves me sort of bothered.