Traces
The Bend Continues
A pale trunk turns through a forest of upright, blackened trees. Across two adjoining frames, the movement changes register from monochrome to color. The work is read as one passage, with each frame continuing the other.
I
A pale trunk turns among the upright remnants of the forest. Read with the adjoining frame, its curve begins a movement that neither photograph contains alone.
II
The pale trunk carries the eye onward, through blackened wood and cold blue sky. Color enters the passage; the two frames remain one unfolding work.
What Water Does to a Line
Layers of rock meet a moving current; upright trees enter their green reflection. Across the two photographs, lines held by the land become less certain in water.
Stone Keeps the Hours
The cliff lays out its layers beside the river. Water passes across their edges, bringing the long duration of stone into the present tense.
The Forest Below
Burned trunks rise above golden grass and descend into green water. Along the shore, the forest finds another form, less certain of its footing.
Two Measures of White
Cloud and glacier meet above the dark mountain. Their whites belong to different measures of time.
A Thread Through Winter
Yellow leaves follow a slender line through the dark branches. The eye moves with them, finding a passage through the tangle.
A Piece of Sky Held Open
Curving sandstone narrows around an opening of blue. A small cloud passes through the space the canyon leaves to the sky.
Holding the Edge
Exposed roots follow the rock at the canyon rim. Beyond their reach, the land falls into folds of pale red stone.
The Wind Leaves a Shape
Dune, shadow, and footprint repeat a movement at different scales. Across three photographs, the wind's broad forms make room for a brief human passage.
Beyond the First Ridge
Pale granite rises above dark forest. Each ridge opens onto another, carrying the eye beyond the first horizon.
Where Green Takes Hold
Green strands cling to a dark rock on the gray shore. Their color draws the eye close to the surface of a much larger coast.
Under a Small Moon
Bare trees rise from pale terraces of stone. Above their branches, a small moon gives the open sky a point of nearness.
The Sky Lowers
Dark cloud gathers over the Teton Range. The green valley remains open beneath it, holding the space before the weather arrives.
Branches of Another Life
Weathered antlers rise from the moss beneath bands of cloud. Their branching forms return the eye to the sky.