Jail House Rock Print

Long ago, a known sculptor from my own region, was commissioned by the ministry of justice to create a steel water spouting mecanism in the middle of an artificial rectangular box right along the back facade of their huge forbidding glassed cubic building. Then, very 'conveniently' the water almost never came out from the jailed hand, making the whole but just an hollowed piece of expensive rusting steel, for, 'politically' it was a bother to all inside the said big box. Each year, summer would see me visiting that silenced sculptor's statement, shooting it just for it's own sake. Then, through the years of explorations, visually computer wise, this now statement has come out, to be understood as needed, no more ,no less, accordingly to those perceptual tools individually acquired by each of us.