the push and pull between surrender and restraint, pleasure and temperance, craving and satisfaction. Hot glue shifts its states of matter, it mirrors the cycles of desire: the build-up, the stretch, the hold, the letting go. The trigger the push the release. It is excess. It is sensation. It is about taking something fleeting and forcing it into permanence, about needing control but wanting to lose it.




Hot glue is meant to be a temporary fix, something fleeting, something functional. But when manipulated in excess, it takes on a new kind of existence. Its impermanence is reinforced by my manipulation. The physical act of pushing and pulling, melting and molding, of letting the material behave. It drips, pools, hardens, stretches beyond its intended purpose. It resists and submits at the same time. My materials embody the same duality I do. It exists in a space of tension between structure and collapse, control and abandon.




i’ve turned glue into flesh