Unpacking the 90’s biosphere project’s psychological failings, Heist presents the engineered, structural forms of the utopic dream as a stable force against which ego batters. A hysterically phallic glass column topped with a shoddy, slumped geodesic dome clumsily isolates and aggrandizes biosphere texts. Triangular wall panels issue a fragmented, foggy battle cry, a half-hearted stencil mirroring a half-hearted believer’s brash voice and casual actions, echoed on the left by a push-pin archive of magnanimity and selfishness. Tragically, the constant conflict needed to realize the noble pursuit was cancerously carried within, poignantly captured in Heist’s delicate gouaches of the site’s derelict bones.
~ Ryder Richards
images courtesy of Field Projects