resin, oxidized copper, wire, glass and other

This is an older piece (which is why it is stylistically quite different from my current professional work) from the time I was a student at Parsons.
The inspiration for "Breathe" came from
'The Love Song of J. Alfred  Prufrock' by T.S. Eliot.
If you read this poem out loud the rich texture of the words and imagery will strike you. The surprising fact is that Eliot wrote this mature piece when he was only in his 20's. 
The ephemeral beauty of what we call life is hidden behind Prufrock's inhibitions and regrets.  I just want to give Prufrock a big hug and let him know that he's perfect the way he is.


"I grow old . . . I grow old . . .                                            
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

   Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

 I do not think they will sing to me."

(an excerpt from 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock')