"To step into the small room that holds her art was to feel the need to take a quick step back out. Consider a large boulder held up by a scant single stick and protruding from the top of a south-facing wall. A loose rope net was wrapped around it, while a brass clip clasped that net to another rope, slightly frayed, that was drawn down to another rock, much smaller, resting on the floor. The whole work, in an immediately visceral way, seemed to describe (or prescribe) a disaster.
I kept stepping nearer and nearer to the danger, to see how the work was made, to find the moment when the illusion revealed itself. The sculpture's coloration and pebbled surfaces felt geological enough. But trick and truth are intimately and strangely entangled, a fact art loves to remind us of."
– Dan Beachy-Quick
