Piece of Work
A row of shining tines, wrought like the iron spire fences hemming in 18th-century churches, but burnished to blinding brilliance in ultra-modern stainless steel, stand at attention on the wall of D Berman Gallery, and the clash of the familiar and the novel is disarming.
"...the wall of D Berman Gallery, secured in the grass of no lawn. The tines are screwed instead into..."