Rilke wrote: “These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though their growth it too increased.”
Gaston Bachelard, Poetics of Space
“We can live in the empty spaces of this life
Far away the stars are coming all undone…”,
Laughing, Pere Ubu
“…but that’s the other side of this life…”, TOSOTL, Fred Neil
Over the past 20 years I’ve been fortunate enough to make a body of work that continues to resonate and challenge me. The meaning and value of these pieces are intrinsic, based in my subjective experience of making and a slowly developing phenomenal relationship with the outcome. Domestic familiarity, simple geometry and repetition of formal elements frame the emptiness that emerges as the focus of the work. Effort to engage with and manifest this absence draws one into and through, a simple but uncanny experience of the “other side” of sense perception. Objects begin to function like music; nonfigurative, nonverbal but tightly structured around an ephemeral core of silence.