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“The purpose of art is to lay bare the questions that have been hidden by the answers.”
James Baldwin, 1962
James Baldwin, 1962
A Book About Hands, 2025
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"We count with our fingers. We begin counting at the age of one. Soon our wide-open hand indicates the age of five. Then the other hand reaches out in turn... Very soon our hands stop counting. My hand no longer opens now. It's dried out, fading with the leaves on the ground. Rotting with the apples that rolled off to the edge of the path, swollen with a golden rust color, grown soft." Christian Bobin
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...WHAT was he doing the great god Pan,
Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat, And breaking the golden lilies afloat With the dragon-fly on the river. Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
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I've been revisiting sculptures from 2012. Looking at them with new eyes. A whale’s ear listening. The sounds of stillness. The weight of silence.
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Moby Dick by Herman Melville.
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