Sculpture doesn't exist in a vacuum.
It just feels that way when you are making it.
Getting all the forms to agree with each other, what I call "sewing it back into itself", making every part of the sculpture internally consistent, takes total concentration.
But once it is finished, it must jostle with every other object in the world. Art sites tend to show the object floating in space, in that gallery vacuum of shadowless white. Timeless, but also boring.
It gets interesting when sculpture is juxtaposed with other things, in this case an interior designed by Robert Austin Gonzalez found on Design to Inspire.
Even as I make this argument, this enormous carved wooden relief is reducing the mid century furniture around it to garish radioactive x-rays. It's a giant mandala of texture and patterning, humming with intensity. I can't imagine sitting with my back to it.