wild goose chase
opened his eyes to a sea change
There is a message here, written in very personal and idiosyncratic Caledonian glyphs. What it says is open to interpretation; perhaps even the creator cannot couldnot willnot say with any precision what is being communicated. Perhaps the message changes for every person who sees it.
Those three rounded seastones, that casually cast-off feather, the pale cracked rib of tissue paper — they all carry meaning as effortlessly as water carries silt. The stones speak of permanence, of being worn by time but still persevering. The feather speaks to the ability to leave, a capacity to fly away balanced by the contentment of staying put. The tissue paper reveals how easily it can all be torn asunder.
Perhaps it doesn’t mean that at all. Perhaps it means something entirely unknowable. Or perhaps it only has meaning on cloudy days. Or perhaps the artist is an instrument of the god the stones and feathers believe in. Perhaps this is a psalm, composed unconsciously, to be sung to the accompaniment of shorebirds and wave-rattled rocks.
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