This installation is in the School of Art School, in my studio that I rarely use, which coincidentally happens to be where the river mouth once flowed. Hunter Island... now reclaimed land, a road, a carpark, a gorgeous old building... there's a heap of inner-tube kelp in this picture that was too dark to see, so for now you will just have to imagine it, as we together imagine what this island, estuary, mouth was singing before before.

Materials
analogue kelp cut from tyre inner-tubes, bees wax, sticks, plasterboard crushed as pigment, bushfire charcoal. blond human hair from a festival barber, glass from a burnt out car, mirror ball armature, ceramics, long spined sea urchin (Centrostephanus rodgersii), abolone mother of pearl (Haliotis rubra), glue, motors, digital printed paper, chain

Selena de Carvalho

Requiem for Kelp

if microbes are your ancestors
who will your descendants become
as they drag you forward with the force of a
meteorite