Georg Herold’s arching and stretching anthropomorphic sculpture suggests an ambiguous, self-aware state of tension. The crude stick figure minimalism of the reclining body contrasts with the visceral nature of it's pose.

There is something fetishistic about this figure as it exaggeratedly bends its back in an overtly sexualised and gendered stance. The viewer is left to take in the weird conceptual paradox that it embodies: the objectifying dehumanisation that it points to and the very human artifice of its construction – it is made out of roof battens, canvas, lacquer thread and screws, materials which the artist has been working with for decades.