American sculptor Paige Bradley's work is full of dichotomies: both the beautiful and the ugly, the liberated and the contained, the falling and the floating. She is always in control of form but not imprisoned by its literality. The subject matter becomes the most important – focusing on humanistic betrayals of modern emotion. Her work shows the human race as a singular individual searching for connection but finding only alienation.
From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: A social security number, a gender, a race, a profession or an I.Q. I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in, rather than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies? Would we still be able to exist if we were authentically 'un-contained'?
via Paige Bradley




Laser Cut Jewelry by Sarah Crowley & Michael Ong
Paper Map Sculptures by Matthew Picton
Biorock by Joseph Foster Ellis
Flickering 3D Screen Made of 2880 LED Lights
Drawn Pink by Anne Lindberg
Let Us Make Cake with Mia Pearlman
Che Stencil Made With Mud
Xylophone by Seiichi Hishikawa



















































































































































































































