This piece is about anxiety. The fluorescent strip light dangles from the ceiling by it's own cable and blinks on and off erratically. It will never turn on properly as it is broken. It points to the ceiling like an erection but all things must come to an end and the bowl of water beneath it only adds to this tension. The plinth it rests on is the feminine aspect of the sculpture, albeit sarcastic, as the female throughout art history tends to be depicted as passive, reclining, horizontal.
