Last May our roof needed repairs, and the people who did them left behind stacks of strange shapes, made of stranger wood. it was hard and durable, yet would disintegrate if bent the wrong direction. After a few days of this shape pile taking up room in the yard, I started shoving the pieces into the dirt, and made a weird one night only installation. I think I was just super stressed out, but as night fell my friends cheered on and I took a video of the finished piece. Here is the video I made that night, set to some music I composed with a phone, a cable I usually keep in my car, my dad’s old guitar, a practice amp, and an e-bow. The song is called shapes, and the composer is /\O/.