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Goal Sculptures are instant and accidental … they just kind of happen as you walk around a deserted sports field, one goal intersecting with another three pitches away. They exist as relationships between you, some white posts, and space around you both. It’s what might happen if you spliced the DNA of Richard Long with John Motson. It feels like you’re walking around, just making sculptures with your eyes, deciding when it’s right. I guess the question is what is ‘right’. It’s partly formal, partly about framing, partly deforming recognisable structures by scale and juxtaposition, and partly turning subverting something that’s ostensibly functional into something aestheticised.
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