We look at the form, we look at the way it bends this way then that way, we notice its vibrant colour, we notice it can sit like this and sit like that, what way is up and what way is down? It's materiality seems hidden, like a drawing in the space, it's fixed yet has this sense of it being in flux. We notice all these things, yet we look to the title and now we can not get this idea out of our heads that it is a Vodka Martini on the Rocks with a Lime Twist on top. There are references to the language 'Lime Twist' almost takes hold of the form, but the sculpture does much more than that. It creates this sense of nostalgia or forms this strange narrative, it may remind us of a time we had a Vodka Martini, where we were at the time, what happened before or what happened after. Maybe we're making a story for ourselves? I like this idea that this form can create such an affect, that its split between being this steel sculpture but also being a memory or taste or night out or whatever.