Harriet Mena Hill – No Parking

Fragments are part of something which was once whole. It is difficult to comprehend the entirety of anything, particularly if it is very big. Bigger things are often better understood in small parts. They become less overwhelming. These Fragments simultaneously stand for themselves while speaking of the absent whole. They have become scattered by the destruction of the larger whole but in their smallness are carrying questions of their origin much further afield.