The Mice & Me
A young girl lying on a bed of moss gazes out of a steel enclosure. Drops of drool trickle from her mouth and pool in a surgical dish, the drinking reservoir for the live mice inside, and she holds seeds to feed them. I originally conceived the piece to show the ravages of time as the mice gradually gnawed at her body and garments, but I couldn’t bear to see her defacement. So now I put the mice in for special occasions.