A pencil dropped in a graphite mine (2011)
Camilo Leyva and Rebecca Volinsky
Video documentation (10:23), Sculpture (orange fence)
It was the third Sa turday of October when we set sail for the canal in Brooklyn. The air was crisp, and winter just around the corner. We trusted ourselves to the mercy of the currents which led us to a peculiar island. Acting upon this wooden island we found what happened saturated with meaning that we still continue to untangle. Now, this story is yours.