American white oak, wool felt.
The life cycle of a barnacle; from floating freely in its larval stage, to permanently attaching to an object or base; is echoed in our human need for connection and attachment. The creatures that once found shelter and refuge within these shells, leave them behind as an offering that we too might find comfort within.
Where the shells detract from the practical functionality of the bench, leaving room for only one person to sit, they instead make room for emotional connection and self-reflection. The shell-like forms hold an inherent sense of tranquility and naïve wonder, and comfort the user through form, colour and tactility. The soft interiors hug the hands of the user, provoking a sense of childhood playfulness through exploration and interaction with the piece.
Not intended as a permanent escape from reality, this work instead offers the user a temporary moment of separation from the world around them in which to become lost in ones own thoughts, thus finding repose in solitude.
Photos by Prue Hazelgrove