La ville, les rues, un trottoir sur lequel les passants marchaient. Des millions de flâneurs au fil des décennies. L’asphalt est à présent défoncé, arraché, décollé comme des fragments d’un iceberg à la dérive.

Was it an earthquake or explosives which destroyed this road or sidewalk. What did restructure it in a more abstract order than being again a useful ground? The artist is questioning our sense and perception of a destructive process and what it has to do with esthetics.
For Gregory Chatonsky it is not only the disruption and traumatic aspect of it but as well the genesis of something new. His transformation into an art work even lends to the destroyed material the momentum of an invention of a thoughtful fabrication.