Description
When I created It Was a Sign #2, I was drawn to the idea of erosion—not just physical wear, but the gradual fading of meaning over time. The original sign, once clear in its purpose, had been battered by the elements, its message breaking down into something more abstract. Rather than restoring it, I leaned into the decay, cutting it apart and rearranging its fractured pieces into something new.
As I worked, I saw the remnants of letters and symbols take on an unintended poetry, a language stripped of certainty. The bold orange and black, once commanding attention, now felt like echoes of authority, softened and redefined by time. Each jagged edge, each displaced word, felt like a remnant of something once rigid now given a second life as something open-ended.
It Was a Sign #2 isn’t about giving clear answers—it’s about what remains when the answers are gone. It’s a reflection on how we interpret what’s left behind, how meaning shifts when context is lost, and how even broken fragments can come together to tell a new story.
