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Your Name in the Book of Shadows
In the distant forest there are waterfalls that whisper your name, and brush up against you, sometimes becoming you when you are distracted and taken unawares. Shadows are always delivering startling messages that, when read from behind, illuminate the background that becomes the foreground, like a studied veil, remote and yet strangely familiar. The filigree is a burning tree like a long forgotten ancestor. The fire, soft and alien, aligns its bright cubicles in triangles of dusk, one upon the other.
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It is common knowledge that the First Matter of discontent is the water that lives, and it unravels the solace that grinds up the desperate landscape that long ago became luminous with the sense of imaginary beings meeting for the very first time––before they became real. She does not hesitate and releases her red pearl, while he, delirious with fog, conjures up the spirit of forbidden ceremonies. A reflection of thirst is offered, like a spell...
2009. 40" x 52" Edition of 3. Pigment Print on Illford Baryta Gold Fiber Paper