PLAY

A game of skill, speed, power and aggression is turned on its head in the dismantling of its parts.  The circular-shaped rod suggests unity, however, this is thwarted by the fracture in its coil.  The players’ purpose is transmuted through the reshaping of their structural nucleus. 

Even though they are uniform in shape and directional angles, they now stare into oblivion, seemingly alone.  They have gone from being team players with a single purpose to being isolated souls.  Are they lost or are they now free to follow their own individual desires now that their functionality is moot?  Any independent speculations,  however, are stymied by the pin that holds them static and controlled.