Phil Renato




ABS, polyurethane

4 x 3 x 1.5"

photo courtesy of the artist

I am not a big fan of artifacts of process, the unkempt, happy accidents, or other excuses for sloppiness - so I’ve been trying to come to terms with chaos. Mostly through reading and writing about it, but also using a magnetic medium where the mess doesn’t weigh a whole lot and can be compartmentalized into ‘folders.’ A decade ago I was using algorithmic fluid metaphors; hyperkinetic, amorphous bursts of blood - frozen in the space around the arm. More recent explorations have taken me closer to things I don’t understand or relate to. Not so far as baked mud, but to the rippling, folding and tangling of fibers. Each in a grid of points is given volume, velocity, mass and inertia. This starting plane is set against competing formulas of physics, responds, and gives itself back as a crumpled mesh - something against which lines are projected, from which rasters and vectors are produced, toward which lasers are pointed into powder. The cacophony is controllable, but only in a squintable sense.

To Ashes


nylon, dye

4 x 4 x 3"

photo courtesy of the artist