From childhood on Bob never stopped drawing things on the wall, like pea green sheep grazing in a fire red field under a violet sky with pink and yellow clouds. After some time spent in up state New York teaching others to make marks on stuff and painting things for magazines and main street he quit. Then, in what seemed like an epiphany, Bob began writing fables and building strange things. Eventually he founded the studio Plaseebo, (he never could spell like others). Luckily, he found some not so strange folks wanting to collect the things he was making.
The construction and exterior surface of my shrines reflect the traditional ethnic wooden nichos in form, color, and archaic textures. My boxes imply the historic connection to their inspirational form. I see them as vintage stages upon which one-act plays are performed by objects that life has used and discarded.
The interiors of traditional nichos are embellished with Christian objects of worship, hand-carved wooden figures of Christ, Mary or various saints, clothed in delicate fabrics surrounded by dried or paper flowers and colorful ribbon.
The interiors of my shrines explore the themes of contemporary American worship and those core experiences of life that shape who we have become as human beings.
My interiors are more akin to the mind of Franz Kafka salted with vague memories of the curio museums on the Boardwalk of Coney Island.
Each box holds a collection of things found and life experienced in an arrangement guided by some internal poetry.