Peter Buggenhout’s unpolished sculptures evoke images of chaos and disorder, of abandoned ruins and archeological findings from a different era. His oeuvre, in which he focuses on the use of abject materials, such as debris, industrial waste, horsehair, blood, intestines and household dust, contains both enormous installations and smaller works that are often presented on pedestals or vitrines. What seems to be a relatively random accumulation of material, is actually a carefully orchestrated chaos. Anonymous and indeterminate. The sculptures appear to be turned inside out; raw and dismantled, repulsive and appealing, bearing a frail and uncomfortable beauty.