Project Overview
This project responds to a culture where shame seems to have become obsolete, where losing restraint, among other things, gets called freedom, honesty, self-expression and the good old, pause for drum-roll… progressive. In this kind of atmosphere, damage is not hidden, corrected or even acknowledged as questionable, but it is aestheticised, circulated, monetised, and for some unknown reason admired like a little ornament in the shop window.
But these are not your typical ornaments. They are spores, small agents of deterioration, each one carrying its own strain of cultural or psychological damage, maybe even both. Some infect attention. Some reward spectacle over substance. Some teach people to aestheticise their own collapse, perform their own injury, and call exposure the same thing as truth. Others flatten judgement and blur the boundaries until decay looks hunky-dory, so long as it’s curated right, the crouch, the angle, the light adjusted until the rot looks intentional. Then finalised with a hashtag.
Like a blowball torn open in the wind, what gets released into culture is rarely followed to where it lands. That is where the real damage begins. These little agents of destruction give that condition a body. Each spore carries a different strain of contagion, but it’s all the same disease underneath: the corrosion of moral limits, social limits, psychological limits, worn down by performance and attention and being looked at.

Decay for Clout : Specimen Drop
Material: Brass and mica-based patina
Technique: Forms built with air-drying clay, homemade Mitsuro Hikime wax, and lacquer wax; completed using experimental wax forming, casting, and hand painting.
Size: Various (approx. 2.1–4.5 cm high × 1.1–2.9 cm wide)
Description: Small but deliberate agents of aesthetic rot. Part artefact, part performance, each a witness, a symptom, a seed, echoing themes of contagion, spiritual commodification, and parasitic trends. Corrosion proliferates inbiological fallout, attention matters. A decay designed to be watched.
Written Project Companion
Sanctified Decay is a forthcoming text from the Rotwhite archive, expanding the unseen world these spores inhabit, where corrosion becomes content, ritualised, aestheticised, and mistaken for beauty or purpose. This is not healing. It is curated collapse.
Excerpt: ‘No pain without polish. Only stillness is shared…’