The cage is a boundary, a chosen limitation. The face is indefinite for gender and age, skinned to show the rawness of its experience. The eyes are large, clear, bright like a child or a doll's, and focused on the dangling heart which represents a manufactured ideal of affection. The heart's symbolism is common, cliche, by intention. The child doesn't actually know what real affection is, just the cheap, mass-produced concept that's been taught to it.
The flowers are the aberration of what is. The skinned child, fed these illusions of loving and caring,
trying to foster growth of the same inside itself and creates something close to those feelings, but
ultimately fails. The flowers are closer to a fungus than an actual flower. They are born out of rot,
misshapen, almost predatory.
A child capable only of feeling, fed by a corrupted ideal, growing something toxic, all thankfully trapped
and safely locked away in a cage where it might not infect another.
Materials: Plaster, steel, wire, copper, found objects,
Dimensions: 14" x 16" x 17"