S W O O N D: paul hayes: swarm and current

4.07.2008

paul hayes: swarm and current

San Francisco’s Paul Hayes creates large surreal installations of foam and paper that swirl like schools of fish and hover like an invading flock of birds. They say that when you stand among them, you'd swear the swarm is multiplying.

Hayes, a Rhode Island School of Design graduate, currently has an installation at Johansson Projects in northern California. The exhibit, Propagations, also features works by Tadashi Moriyama, Kiersten Essenpreis, Rebecca Whipple and Alexis Amann. Showing through May 2.

:johansson projects; paul hayes flickr

5 comments:

girl meets glamour said...: What fantastic work!!

~Kate; 4/08/2008
Anonymous said...: Amazing. This installation is pretty much in my backyard. Now I must see it. Thanks for remembering us here on the Left Coast. -Em; 4/08/2008
Luisa Perkins said...: What a lovely sense of motion; wish I could fly out and see it.; 4/08/2008
katiedid said...: These are wonderful! Wow. :); 4/08/2008
Alkemie said...: Wow, I live in SF and am ashamed to say I didn't know about these. They are absolutely amazing!

Karen; 4/17/2008

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