We found ourselves in zero humidity;
where it fed us a lot of life and inspiration.
Flooded only one month before,
this is one of the driest places on earth -
The Atacama Desert, Chile.
Here are a collection of gathered goods
found and arranged in response the surrounding land.
A conversation between dried debris -
colour, form, texture and shape.
Laid upon a mapping of symbols,
Still life as a painting,
A painting as a photograph
Found on the ground
Connecting a language of dried goods,
One muted shade, a rounded edge
All along the dried valley bed
You stand out to me.
What will you bring as a whole?
A smell (scent)
Dusty and warm
Here you are, the beginning of the dessert
I have life in my basin
The sun sears this life -
as you reach passed the valley’s walls
Opened this sack in the heart of the valley,
An arrangement emerges
Brought together
These dried debris speak their own language
Turned solid, they are brittle
I bring them new life
Held by the valley,
A valley as a vessel