2004-2005
These are photographs document a few pieces from a series of over one thousand; each work consists of a short phrase inserted into in an intimate yet public environment that I commonly frequent.
I choose lines of text based on their ability to illuminate unnoticed details in each location. I used all of her text. When compiled together, the large body of phrases construct “Chapter 2: Seeing” from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek by environmentalist author Annie Dillard.
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"Something broke and something opened."
Located on an Eastern facing
library window.
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In a coffee shop renowned as a
citywide study spot.
citywide study spot.
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When it rains water beads on the banister where paint chips have broken away.
"I return from the same walk a day later"
On a bathroom door handle.
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Annie Dillard's book Pilgrim at Tinker Creek illuminates the intricate details of land, near her home, that she knows intimately. I brought her awareness to my community. I photocopied Chapter 2, "On Seeing". Then, I cut her words apart into phrases and attached them to overlooked details all throughout my neighborhood. There were thousands of phrases. I kept them in a little plastic zip lock and always carried them with me. I did it on the sly, when no one was looking. Completing the project, a few to a dozen phrases a day, took nearly two years.
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"I return from the same walk a day later"
On a bathroom door handle.
Annie Dillard's book Pilgrim at Tinker Creek illuminates the intricate details of land, near her home, that she knows intimately. I brought her awareness to my community. I photocopied Chapter 2, "On Seeing". Then, I cut her words apart into phrases and attached them to overlooked details all throughout my neighborhood. There were thousands of phrases. I kept them in a little plastic zip lock and always carried them with me. I did it on the sly, when no one was looking. Completing the project, a few to a dozen phrases a day, took nearly two years.