RED BALL SERIES

I’m a bird with plastic wings flying in a sky of steel. There’s a red sphere following me in my flight. I can see my reflection in its shiny rubber surface. I’m fascinated by this irreproachable shape as though created to show us our own imperfection. We are paltry in the face of this aesthetic power embedded in this unique form. It’s the basic element of creation. You can’t deny it.

                                    

       Aaron Schnorbitz, Reflections on life, 2006, Hangman publications Ltd.