2001-2005. Collage on Okawara paper. 73 x 117.” Collection of the Telfair/Jepson Museum.
An observation from the edge of the art world in a blizzard of watching eyes.
What it means to be at the right place at the right time (or vice versa). The waves and moons cut from local tide logs are the bones of this collage, hands are the flesh – the rest is fate. Perched on my island (situated on the cusp of everything complete with Megaloponera foetens, I can take in everything while “inhaling the spore.”