winter 1992 — january 1998 — present   crocheted human hair, satin ribbons on-going, presently approx: 24 inches tall x 19 inches diameter at base  In 1992, I began to obsessively collect the hair that I lost from brushing. This was an instinctive response to the loss of so many of my friends to AIDS and my inability to process this loss. As the pile of hair grew, I decided to crochet it, and have done so ever since. Each additional crochet session is marked by a satin ribbon labeled with the date and tied into the inside of the sculpture. Amorphous at first, it proceeded to take a conical form. Over the years, as it has grown, I have come to think of this hairy sculpture as a diary, a visceral self portrait. see also the  motion ,  blur  and  trans  series of works
       
     
  winter 1992 — january 1998 — present   crocheted human hair, satin ribbons on-going, presently approx: 24 inches tall x 19 inches diameter at base  In 1992, I began to obsessively collect the hair that I lost from brushing. This was an instinctive response to the loss of so many of my friends to AIDS and my inability to process this loss. As the pile of hair grew, I decided to crochet it, and have done so ever since. Each additional crochet session is marked by a satin ribbon labeled with the date and tied into the inside of the sculpture. Amorphous at first, it proceeded to take a conical form. Over the years, as it has grown, I have come to think of this hairy sculpture as a diary, a visceral self portrait. see also the  motion ,  blur  and  trans  series of works
       
     

winter 1992 — january 1998 — present
crocheted human hair, satin ribbons
on-going, presently approx: 24 inches tall x 19 inches diameter at base

In 1992, I began to obsessively collect the hair that I lost from brushing. This was an instinctive response to the loss of so many of my friends to AIDS and my inability to process this loss. As the pile of hair grew, I decided to crochet it, and have done so ever since. Each additional crochet session is marked by a satin ribbon labeled with the date and tied into the inside of the sculpture. Amorphous at first, it proceeded to take a conical form. Over the years, as it has grown, I have come to think of this hairy sculpture as a diary, a visceral self portrait.
see also the motion, blur and trans series of works