Eleven Limbs is an interactive sculpture that invites traversal and curious play.

It is alien and unfamiliar in form, yet retains bodily qualities of moveable, interconnected and responsive parts. Five limbs support its frame, each replete with organic imperfection, wobbly and irregular in form, questioning the plausibility of its structural integrity. Dangling branches hang limp and lifeless until roused by an-other, swaying back and forth in response to elemental or embodied touch. Their dialect is one of clunk and clatter, reflective of their awkward mobility. Their scale borders the architectural, yet it is a subversive and futile architecture which does not protect oneself from the elements but rather provokes an enforced intimacy therewith. The fleshy bark is carved back by hand to reveal subcutaneous pastel hues, simultaneously exposing darkened knots and notches, material imperfections from which their idiosyncratic forms evolve.