Torch -cut discarded shovels
I think of
the shovel and the dual role it plays in a cemetery. It breaks ground
for the living trees and shrubs, and also the burial sites for the dead.
Both tasks transform place and time for the living and elevate the lowly
nature of the tool, the first and final servant.
Why not turn its working point to heaven and draw the face of an angel,
cherub, or archangel- kind and soothing spiritual beings we think of as
I draw with light, coaxing it to pass through lines cut in steel. In this
case, I transform the shovels into companion beings that mark the transition
between the visual and invisible states. Inspiration came from photos
of my once small children and long past grandparents, faces and expressions
that are familiar, universal and reassuring. They are grouped like a family
or chorus: communal, respectful, uplifting intermediaries between the
earth and the unknown.
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