Two Sculptures

Vincent Fecteau

Info: I don’t know why it never occurred to me to make larger sculptures, but once I had the thought, I couldn’t shake it. My studio has two work tables; each measures four by eight feet, the standard size of a sheet of plywood. The doorway out is three feet wide. With my parameters established, I set about wrestling balloons, pool floats and foamcore into strange geographies, covering them with papier-mâché, then repeatedly cutting and reassembling. Working on just two, my process felt particularly clear. It was like a scavenger hunt: Each day I’d descend the stairs to my studio where a new clue or intuited instruction was waiting for me. I never disregarded or skipped over the next step, even when I was dubious that it was the way forward. As I write this, a year and a half later, I’m almost finished. Or maybe they’re almost finished. Or we’re almost finished. I rarely long for my older work, but I suspect there will be something palpable about the emptiness in my studio when these two sculptures leave.