a quote

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.
Mark Strand

residue

a secret

response

A bouquet of tangled wildflowers,
tiny seahells in a bird's nest,
empty glass canning jars,
silence and peeling wallpaper and
the residue of so much emotion
in this weathered wooden house
on a hill, filled with radiant light
and vanished dreams,
the black horse wandering lost,
the apples ripe on the ground.
EMZ

flower girl

imagining turner

out of time

i have an exhibition, a solo, at art mur, the gallery in montreal
where i have been exhibiting over the last ten years,
beginning in january 2011.
my first solo in two years.
already i am printing, testing images, thinking about what i will show.
thinking about the images themselves, their mood, their scale.
what they are showing, saying.
what i want to convey.
weaving together a narrative of moments.
it is not an easy process.
it is a painful process, filled with self-doubt, with questions.
out of time.