Each of these ‘planets’ is a simple trompe l’oeil, a potato or other root vegetable, the roundest I can find, is simply colour treated and photographed suspended (and indeed orbiting) on fishing line. Each of these heavenly bodies is easily imagined to contain their own unique atmosphere and ecosystem, from gas giants, to frozen planetoids. A mighty destiny for the humble potato, The imperfections that we seek to breed out of the tuber as more aesthetically pleasing food is called for is celebrated here as a topological feature.
