Veritas

2015-2021

Leather bound copy of Don Quixote, the totem book of my third muse.
I threw this behind my studio the day I swore off of muses entirely as they are Nothing but trouble.

This is a documentation of it decomposing in a deteriorating greenhouse for six years.
Intellectual, emotional decay overlaid on industrial decay.

The skeletal greenhouse surrounding the book crumbled into a state no longer safe to be inside, ending the installation.