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The pervasive, heavy mist of the Sound seems to have settled permanently into the exposed, scarred grain of this heartwood. Suspended dramatically by a gleaming tether of industrial brass, the raw stone hangs uncompromisingly against the void. As it swings in a continuous, breathless blur, it transcends its material reality to become a ghost swaying in a relentless wind. It is an object caught eternally between the unyielding gravity of our rocky shores and the cyclical motion of the ocean—a poetic, structural homage to the invisible forces of time and tide that relentlessly shape our world.
fir, brass & granite
2 × 3 × 14”h
The pervasive, heavy mist of the Sound seems to have settled permanently into the exposed, scarred grain of this heartwood. Suspended dramatically by a gleaming tether of industrial brass, the raw stone hangs uncompromisingly against the void. As it swings in a continuous, breathless blur, it transcends its material reality to become a ghost swaying in a relentless wind. It is an object caught eternally between the unyielding gravity of our rocky shores and the cyclical motion of the ocean—a poetic, structural homage to the invisible forces of time and tide that relentlessly shape our world.
fir, brass & granite
2 × 3 × 14”h