Used by pilgrims for over 600 years, a simple chapel provides a place of shelter and refuge. A place to reflect on the journey taken and still ahead. Light and shadow are the saints of this place, patiently waiting to be seen and adored. Take a moment to reflect, contemplate, or simply be.
Ode to Quiet
“Your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Recomposing is a linguistic-based conceptnarrating a pilgrimage through the stages of grief, and a coming to terms with the unpredictability of life. The landscape of the cemetery provides a sacred place where imagination of what death means is expressed through the manipulation of time and light. Through a contemplative approach, this unique atmosphere allows an impressionistic journey.
The pilgrim's way is one of solitude and contemplation. Walking in the footsteps of ancient and modern seekers.
The forest with its constant flux of color and light provides a unique environment in which to create an abstracted reality perceptual shift. Through intentional camera movement, I physical embody movement as a metaphor for life’s endless changing nature. Extrusive time and equivocal space shift perception and blur together formal elements, offering insight into the visual world of impermanence.
From a formal standpoint, I am interested in how the line and space created by the visiere form a relationship between the landscape and man-made influences. Specifically, how they visual impact the permanent structures, the roads, the animals, even the space above. As temporary installations, they offer a unique shaping of the landscape, and as such they provoke us to look and feel something about the space. For the community, the visiere are a warning of the urban sprawl about to come; that old growth trees will be removed, cement will replace green pastures, simple cross walks will turn into traffic lights, and century-old farm houses will be torn down. Ironically, for the unaware, the thin, shinny ethereal forms seem harmless, almost playful.