Utah Ground

The desert is back, the dryness and austerity. I still have no direction but I will take it one day at a time.

Ground Minus Zero

I have lost control of the images. The yard has proved stubborn. There is also less time to work. Tomorrow I'll sort this out.

Open

I like the way this image opens up like a seed.
I still want to do some "ground up" images, but so far there's more talk and less walk. I still want to tell the story of the yard.

Ground Zero Plus One

I don't know where this is headed, but really I'm just digging around in the dirt.

Ground Zero

The spiral is gone because nothing lives forever, but the ground has changed. There is something there that I have not seen before and what is going on I am not sure.

What's This?

I've started over, opened up the process again when I could feel the spiral images ending. It's hard when anything is new, like being on an alien planet without any gravity. I have to invent a different world but using the same language. THAT is part of the process. As for this image, I don't know what its about, but that's OK.

End

Memory of A Found Object

Memory of That Which Was Lost

What if not only the thing is gone but its memory too is lost?

Spiral Memory

Does memory takes shape where longing leaves off? Maybe it is the abyss of dreams.