“The Boom Box with the Melted Face” sounds like a cheesy noir-comedy-horror D-list film. This unique soft-sculpture represents form over function, since it clearly doesn’t work but looks like a modern art museum piece.
Trash night, Somerville, MA, 1990s. As I’m driving home after midnight, this curbside item figuratively screamed, “Save me!” from amidst the debris. There was an eerie visual magnetic pull that compelled me to rescue this radio from the fate of being compressed by the jaws of a Waste Management truck the next morning. The back story is completely unknown, but the beauty of the object is fascinating, singular and unmistakable.