Lee Walton: A Perfect Circle of Piles
Lee Walton looks low-key as he empties 27 cans of shaving cream into fluffy, collapsible mounds of foam around his normal looking neighborhood. The white foam seductively expands creating temporary landmarks along a two-mile radius from his home. A flimsier version of stone cairns, a more poetic gesture than scratching ‘I was here’. Walton makes a schema for the often hidden, subtle weirdness of suburbia.