The Windmill
Mixed Media | 2021
Materials: crochet textile (mixed fibers), embroidery hoop, walnut shell, birch branches, driftwood
Location: Mississippi shoreline and surrounding landscape, Dubuque, Iowa
Not for sale.
An exposé on the pulsations of space-time, and the power generated, like a windmill, by the shifting of polarities just as the earth turns, whereby above becomes below and the inner becomes the outer as day turns into night.
What is this grounding sound current which arranges all things into their patterns, patterns that form into cycles upon cycles like a kaleidocscope of theme and variation; forming forms that seem formed, yet are unforming in their progression, transforming into ever-more forms, yet isolated in harmony, the way a dancer embodies rhythm?
"All eyes do not see with the same vision, for to one an object appears of one form and color and to a different eye of another. So also the infinite fire, changing from color to color, is never the same from day to day." -The Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus
Exhibited at Morbid Muse Gala hosted at The Smokestack, Dubuque, Iowa, 2021.