B-SLAB-TC-WS-01
The bag as monolith.
A black slab poured from petrochemical residue, architectural in scale though worn on the hip. Coated in tar: the signature mark, the terminal skin, a gesture toward industrial collapse fossilized in form.
Wireframe straps invade the body of the piece like surgical hardware, an exoskeletal prosthetic fused into the interior, nerves meet alloy. A bag with a nervous system. The strap is not a means of carrying but of being carried, machinic tension holding form against entropy.
Tool becomes parasite.
No future.
Only feedback
rewritten until collapse.
What bleeds, breeds.
What punishes, perishes.
What breaks
drives.
