If your seating project for CUTMR could talk, what would it say?
I sat, she sat, we sat, and sat, and sat, and our legs grew thick and heavy. And our toes dove deep into the earth, we wiggled them around in all direction, and our toes dove deeper into the earth where it was wet and rich. And our legs grew thick and heavy until we stood up to leave but we could not pull our toes from the ground. We raised our arms to wave for help â€“ we waved and waved into the air. And our fingers grew longer in all directions twisting in the spring air until we could wave no more. We called for help but made no sound, we were thick and heavy and silent. And men came to save us; they took us away and arranged us in most peculiar fashions. Still we could not move, we were placed and again we sat, and sat and sat.