step into my orifice, baby

This work started as and idea to make an anus hole sculpture that never stopped passing wind, as a reference to the constant barrage of verbal diarrhoea I experience not just first hand living in London but also from corporate advertising all over the media/television/internet.

A possibility might be to combine this sculpture with the high plinth, placing it on top and creating a live feed from a video camera to a TV screen, referencing the spectacle of television as a shit spouting orifice. It is made from a fish tank air pump, some tubing and plasticine.