Six million (w)holes speak individually and collectively.

A simple circular void, a single loss of substance,

multiplies to become

a myriad of mandela patterns, a glittering transparent screen,

a solid urban wall.

 

Six million (w)holes gently weave between the trees,

and through the box hedges and cross walks to form a wall

four hundred and sixty three feet long,

and nine feet high

 

At night the figural pattern reverses: 

six million holes become six million souls

 

Six million (w)holes collectively create a serpent in a garden.

Silent and alive.

Design Competition: 1995

Research Project: 1996