Collection: Fissures
The sandstone cliffs that hang above the St. Croix River (Wisconsin) - peeking through gaps in the trees or creating dramatic silhouettes against the sky - border on the sacred to me, their origins pre-dating mankind’s existence here.
I set out to create my perception of the sandstone cliffs on small panels, with a plan to scale up in size and continue my exploration. As I was completing the first group, however, I had become increasingly interested in expressing something deeper: the evidence of time.
I cannot see wind, yet I see its evidence in the movement of the arborvitae outside my window. I cannot see gravity, but I see its evidence in a waterfall. I cannot see time, but the evidence is in the crumbling rocks of the cliffs.
This is the result of that deeper exploration. “Fissures” conveys time’s passage - the cycles of rain, snow, ice and in the distant past, glaciers that have carved and fractured the sandstone.
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