All About Prayer Machines
I live in a world of many moving parts. A squatter in the machine. I live and move and have my being in the midst of it all, building these ambiguous machine-like objects. Twisting together bits of wire, creating structures infusing the emerging forms with twirls and zig-zags, wheels and circles, with spirals, ladders, houses and then the sun. Movement is everywhere, moments of colour beguile. Do you hear voices?
I’m James Paterson, these are the lines that trace my world, my cartography of time.