Remains Of The Day ( 2007 – Present )
Moving to the East End of Long Island in 2008, my attention turned to landscape, with a going in attitude of “remember the landscape, forget the horizon line.” The horizon line suggests time, deadlines, destinations, while our memories of place are conjured by the tactile immediacy of those things closest to us. For me, that means color. In this series a visit to a specific site on a specific day yields an aleatory composition of the kind of incidental but essential colors that, like visual perfume, animate any landscape’s sense of place.
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