Over a two year period I collected over thirty refashioned plastic bottles from parks, playgrounds and public forests. Each one had a hole punctured by a short hose, each bottle successfully re-used and turned into a tool to help achieve another state of being. The colour and form of the bottles hint at persuasion and suggest physique.
Lined up in a row, the bongs speak of masculinity, insecurity and status. They represent our society, the people who make important decisions on our behalf. The politicians who stand together in long conversations delivering little. Here the phallic citizens stand silent comparing their appendages with each other. And on it goes. On it goes.