A note on what is coming, forward, a direction, a voice of unreason reasoned. Wind, where are you?
Seeing control given, what manipulation exists without apparent involvement?
A shift in wind is not deceit, but an opportunity for an altered path of exploration, a varied route to that predetermined horizon.
This exploration of wind, water, in relation to other materials is intended to be articulated in time, instigated by past events and heightened by the notion that the artist is like an astronaut. Does time tack back and forth with an ungraspable destination to learn from, or is that liminal space between each direction a destination in itself?. There is great importance in the action, in doing, to find something that was not originally obvious in plain sight. It is the progressing to the horizon, the process and movement through time.
I have begun a blog to note the development of this MFA project. Click here.