Thomas Doyle sculpts tiny, intricate worlds, at a 1:43 scale or smaller. The artist says his work “mines the debris of memory” and that the pieces “depict the remnants of things past—whether major, transformational experiences, or the quieter moments that resonate loudly throughout a life.”
The glass itself contains and compresses the world within it, seeming to suspend time itself—with all its accompanying anguish, fear, and bliss. By sealing the works in this fashion, I hope to distill the debris of human experience down to single, fragile moments. Like blackboxes bobbing in the flotsam, these works wait for discovery, each an indelible record of human memory.
