The sculpture is built upon a descending hierarchy that winds down a cone in a vicious circle/cycle of consumption and desire.
I built it using a police traffic cone. I tried to find one I could legally borrow but to no avail.
I had to steal one from a house on Perth Road ( there’s one for every student on campus) and smuggle it into college. On the way I passed two policemen but as I’m quite fat I hid it on one side of my bulk and they didn’t notice.
I would return it but someone on Fine Art borrowed it and painted it white so now it’s good for nothing but Art.