Disintegrating clouds at sunrise through the bones of late winter trees.
Thanks to Eddie Soloway for his inspiration on this one.
Look closely; you’ll find the lower clouds are the breath of the great birds of humankind and the daily crosshatch of modern skies.
I find substantial joy in the transformation of a series as it wends its way through its own artistic life. The Equivalent Series is as much as statement of development of vision as it is a group of statements (which I will leave a mystery, open to critical evaluation and interpretation) and examinations. The project has moved from one form to another; clouds and trees to lines and new organics. This one, No. 5, is just such a moment of change, but in my eye, poetically so.