About This Artwork
Anatomy of time (series of 13 photographs)
When it comes to time, movement is of the essence.
Time “runs” with no respite. It may run a day, a week, a month, a year or a century— time will leave its mark on the land and on the picture. The sun sets and rises, fog appears, and later vanishes; a haze dwells in the air, then is blown away by wind.
Sometimes a warning, often none at all.
The rain, softly at first, then vigorous.
A pond is born, mirroring a band of clouds passing by.
A month ago a snow hill was here, and other clouds painted stark thick bands of deep blue on a pristine white page.
Shadows and light are here, nothing less than animated figures, filling the screen with their constant interplay, sometimes musing, sometimes hurling.
And at the end of the day the awe of nature, printed in the eyes and their memory, is all that remains.