Description
In what could be described as a seashell of the imagination, Stuart’s ‘Essence of a Beautiful World’ represents the last trace of an elegant form come to us from a remote future. Evidently, an unknown organism has constructed a vestibule suited to its own needs. Once toiling, much like us, towards an imponderable future of its own, an asymmetrical, beautifully irregular and mysterious ribbon of exoskeleton is all that remains of its dreams of security and lasting peace. ‘I live in peace in the inmost chamber of my house.’ Franz Kafka, The Burrow












