

Here is what appears to be an enormous knit shawl. It’s easily 12 feet across. I would hate to see the size of the knitting needles.

This was easily my favorite installation. It was a rickety rube goldberg-esque ride where you watch a small translucent piece of paper. As the wooden cart moved around the room, the scene projected on the paper kept changing. Matthew seemed to have enjoyed it almost as much as I did. Matthew isn’t yet burdened with the adult notion that art needs to mean something, so he has always enjoyed avant-garde art.




