forteresse

fortress — A fortress made out of more than one tonne of clay conceals me from view. 
The white cord that spirals around the outside was pushed inside through a hole in the clay at the bottom of the tower. I pull on it – and the cord cuts through the damp clay. Seen from outside, it is like an animated line. The ­amorphous building is structured in the form of lines or scars that are instantly healed by the weight of the clay. The clay yields, ­changes shape until I have to leave the fortress and 
it collapses. Slowly, ­lethargically the structure caves in, pressing against the cord or giving in to its pressure.