When I’d finished making the pieces for The Corporation exhibition, I was creatively exhausted. And I had a jar of paperclips left over. Over the next two years, at moments when I found myself in flat, windless studio doldrums, I’d pluck out a paperclip and bend it and twist it until it became a new something. Surprisingly, I didn’t run out of shapes, just paperclips. Some number of doldrums later I found myself with one empty jar and 89 sculptures that I call “Oddballs”.