In the yawning space of the machine hall, we assembled. A small group of mourners cloaked in suitable attire, our number countable upon my fingers, no need for the toes. We came in pairs to “Recovery,” to a space formally the domain of pigeons and vandals, to witness “a delicate duel with time.”[note]Nat Cursio and Shannon Bott, Artists' statement “About the work,” Nat Cursio website, 2014.[/note] I brought with me my curiosity and an expectation to become unmoored.
Shannon Bott and Nat Cursio in “Recovery.” Photograph by Rachel Roberts