I made this piece using hundreds of salvaged lenses. When positioned against a landscape (featured here in front of New York Bay), the horizon line splits. No longer a steady, straight, constant, resting place, the horizon line becomes activated and splayed.
This lens sculpture lived in front of my front window for a long time. It was amazing to see a bird fly by, become a flock, and fly solo out the other side. This piece really energized whatever I was looking at.