TIME WRITTEN IN GRAIN
(Ancient Bristlecone Pine)
A tree older than empires leans into the weather like prayer.
Wind, having carved memory into muscle and spine,
Rain has transformed patience into fibre.
It is less a tree than a verb - to endure.
Standing here, I read the slow handwriting of centuries,
and feel how quietly the world remakes us.
Archival pigment print on photo rag, A2, edition of 6, $775.00 each
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TIME WRITTEN IN GRAIN
AFTER THE WIND SPOKE
(Eureks Dunes)
The dune is a sentence spoken by wind and erased by morning.
Grains travel continents to rest for a moment in this curve of light.
Here, absence is structure; stillness is labour.
The desert teaches how form is made by what passes through us.
Grains travel continents to rest for a moment in this curve of light.
Here, absence is structure; stillness is labour.
The desert teaches how form is made by what passes through us.
Archival pigment print on photo rag, A2, edition of 6, $775.00 each
AFTER THE WIND SPOKE