"EARTH effects" Exhibit in Jerusalem

Earth Effects is open in Jerusalem October 2014

Nave Gallery through October 26, 2013

Earth Tones

Printed digital images of the eroding cliffs and dunes of Newcomb Hollow in the Cape Cod National Seashore. I search for the mystery of the fractal in the earth changes and for the reminders of how small we are, like a grain of sand, a spark between two eternities.

Where the water meets the wall

I cast in plaster at the base of the dune where the water meets the wall. Two of my casts stood up sculpturally, looking like fossils or scholar rocks.
This was a nice surprise and different from the other plaster sand casts. It was interesting to find places where the flow could be captured in a fluid medium, to learn how to make the dams for lakes of plaster.


Below the plaster is setting at the base of the dune. I came back days later and lifted the casting. It was hard to find after more clay and sand had fallen, covering it up.

Sand Falls

Often the sand, as in an hourglass, falls from the dunes into parabolas and cones. Sometimes the falls are of stones. I can feel it. The wind, the sand, the sound of the sea.

Fluvial Processes

Project:

Fluvial Processes

Sand flows from the dune cliff onto the growing pile at the foot. The title banner is the same...one grain at a time.
The undermined clay outcropping above will likely have fallen after the next storm.

For four+ years I have been documenting the changes in the Newcomb Hollow cliffs of Wellfleet. Clay, sand, water, weather, tides, and gravity in a choreography of change.
Last fall I cast moments of the geomorphology in plaster.
I will next work with these castings on the scanner.
See what comes.


In late January a 19th Century schooner freed itself from the bottom of the sea and rolled ashore just south of the cliffs that have been my studio. The shipwreck made the news. In April a man killed himself just north of these cliffs. This too made the news. These cliffs are a force. Steady as she goes.The sand and clay continues its journey. And I continue mine.

I think our lives are not that different from the life of a grain of sand. We finally work ourselves to the surface and then we hang on until the winds of life loosen us. Gravity, water, or weather takes hold and we are off to the next landing. It doesn't feel like gravity when we are walking or careening through our days, but it is or we would all be flying, no doubt.
-"It's not the letting go that is hard, it's the holding on"- Buddhist wisdom