CHRIS REPPUCCI

Milky liquid is the glass which flows in place of panes forming the skin within which pots hold the medium from which sprouts the fruits of our labors. Gently throbbing tubes supply the serum, the precious juice that feeds the fruit budding within soft nests resting upon the surface of the substance. With the slow and steady tides the whole place swells and then drains out and dries enough to take a brief breath before the pools refill with healthy fluid, everything rocks