My latest narrative object piece takes its title from a song
by Orchestral Manoeuvers in the Dark.
The main object is a silverleafed stone which sits
balanced on a cherry pedestal under a glass dome.
tRofT is about the romance and wonder of the celestial sphere
and of the objects endlessly orbiting within space.
The piece also has something tangental to do with the OMD song lyrics
See these arms that were broken, how they held you so.
Never once did they fail you, they won't let you go.
We're just waiting looking skyward as the days come down.
Someone promised there'd be answers, if we stayed around.
Over decades, now this romance has sustained us all.
Never questioned, only giving what it made us for.
Documentation of one of the studies for the piece can be found
here.