Adam Davis

Especially Mantra / Repeat Ten Times

The Space Between

Hand-made paper, thread

2009

(photos by Jason Nein)

Rush

Narelle Autio

2006

At Peace (detail of installation)

Connie Wolfe

2009

Where We Find Each Other

reductive woodcut, sewing, installation

2009

Fog At Night

There is that strange slow build and thickening

of air.  We stand in clouds, and disappear, passing into other

worlds of white refracted bone-light, the moon itself turned

efflorescent and wet on our cheeks and arms, glistening in the 

fine hairs, so we are shining and invisible

and yet there is danger.  With no distinctions, the world

drifts loose; the mooring ropes, years in the water, dissolve; the 

boat comes free.  Somewhere on route 80 the headlights of an 

oncoming car seem to fill the world with light.  They do. The

wheels screech and swerve

In the fog all things connect, collide.  And we have not 

yet learned to live that way.  All that moves is dangerous, all that

is still is dangerous--the car, the tree that stood for a hundred

years.

The lone man on the edge of the highway grips his head

in his hands and shining like a desert prophet, staggers toward

Omaha.

--Joel Peckham

from the collection The Heat of What Comes

our shared breath

Beauty 

Olafur Eliasson

1993

 (Thanks, John for filming while I was on an island.)