The rare plant industry has grown during COVID. My housemate is an ENVS Major and gifted botanist who happens to have a developed a business during Covid selling rare tropical plants and aquatic plants which he propagates and grows with his partner in their room. Since his business has been thriving he continues to expand by buying more and more plants, practically transforming his single room in our house into a greenhouse- a perfect environment for his rare species of plants to grow. For this project I staged photoshoot of them with their plants in their room- shot with B&W film.

My Hands Are Dirty

After molding the clay to form a tree-like organic shape, I take some time to meditate the state of its existence in the present moment. As time passes I begin the repetitive process of deconstruction to create a set of infrastructures. The piece closes with the ultimate destruction of the city.

This project is an extension of my previous exploration of impermanence, the sweet and melancholy feeling of experiencing a memory and the rapidness of life. I contemplate the sustainability of the environment under capitalism and struggle to conceptualize a solution while being pushed through life on fast forward.

Zoe Forsyth