Here is a survivor whose work breathes beyond current styles, with a character all its own. Here is a wanderer, an activist, often in motion, and yet the work exudes tranquil elegance. The space from which you create is neither here nor there. It is another space.
To be part of all phenomena means that you may be anywhere, in contact with all other phenomena, means a kind of freedom that means you do not belong anywhere.
Here is an ambiguity that is conscious of its refusal to lift the veil. How can forms so carefully defined elude exact interpretation, except by design?
When asked what you are after, you say only, emergence. Perhaps you anticipate certain questions about your meaning when you decide to add, as if by way of explanation, only this: rocks are the bones of the earth.
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Inspired by the art of Isamu Noguchi.
Oh Stacey.
I love this!
Granny! Thank you. I love this artist. : )
This is beautiful, Stacey. I love the thought that rocks are the bones of the earth. I’ve seen photos of these stones piled up like this somewhere else, too. They always fascinate and delight me. X
Thank you, Ellie. I love this idea, too. xoxo