Jesse Pollock has memories of making daisy chains at school, piercing the stem with his thumb nail and weaving another through, they would pretend to get married, wearing the garnet...
Jesse Pollock has memories of making daisy chains at school, piercing the stem with his thumb nail and weaving another through, they would pretend to get married, wearing the garnet on their heads. This sculpture, however, is about nostalgia as a disease. The flowers are swollen and weeping at the seams like an infected wound, each one forced into the next. Chain, from a distance is a gleaming portal to the countryside, a rose tinted view on the past but up close its drenched in frustration and reality.