Sculpture and the purpose of action

Years ago I came across an uncertain creature, seemingly trapped between two worlds. If the way it ran and laughed was almost human, its form was that of a machine, with rods and spools for legs, joined by a crossbar where a torso might be needed. I found it in a small text by Franz Kafka called The Odradek, and since then I have frequently remembered it. (…) Ler

(Sobre o trabalho de David Murphy)