Not because I have
stopped believing in it.
Quite the opposite.
I have lived with this form for a very long time. I discovered it, drew it, modelled it, engineered it and eventually made it monumental in bronze. I have watched it turn and change and remain somehow completely itself.
In the aftermath of seven years of work, collapse and recovery, and thanks to the kindness of several benefactors, I have retained ownership of a rare, one-off giant bronze piece measuring one cubic metre, weighing 67 kg, cast in bronze and finished in polished gold paint. I call it the Giant Bronze Wonder.
I have tried to understand it.
I have tried to explain it.
If I am truthful, it has also become an obsession.
And I don't want to own it anymore.
That feels important.
The Giant Bronze Wonder has been valued at more than £250,000. I could try to sell it. I could keep it as an asset. I could spend another decade attempting to prove its significance.
Instead, I would like to give the Giant Bronze Wonder away.
I would like to offer the Giant Bronze Wonder to the British Museum, as a gift, and ask them to become its next custodian.



