or, Sit quietly and run your eyes over the faded traces of people you'll never have the gift of meeting.
Clay, concrete, beeswax, plaster, utility paint, drywall compound, pouring medium, oil, acrylic, aerosol, gamvar, damar, uv archival spray on stretched canvas.
I had been poring over photographs and site plans from the archeological site Leptis Magna, one of the world's premier Roman ruins in Libya. Hyptonized by the regularity of the white ruins punctuated by the rhythmic swaying of the sea and the Sahara always threatening to swallow the site, I was seduced by the glow of the past. In honor of the sunbleached white of many ancient things, I left most mediums untinted. Sculpting arabesques in beeswax among the crackling white mineralia, I felt I could faintly hear the chorus of those who came before us. The past is a song, but you must be completely silent to hear it.
48" x 48"
Available - On Display Loan - $5500