Anytime? In the work of brand, are you ever off, or always on? I was walking this remote road, and I found this sign in the middle of anywhere, no where — “ANYTIME.” When I find signs like this, I’m prone to ponder their meaning — as if...
The waft of scent and memory — deep fragrances from the earth, the forest, dark smoke and fire I was so dirty, with scent: the power of perfume, dirt, darkness and memory Lying on my bed, in a darkened bedroom, painted a deep, raven-dark purple, I was looking at...
Girvin The dark tars of wood, fire, ash and burning. Scents as evocations — the voice of the object and the emanation of its story. I contemplate the splitting wood — cracking open the fragrances with an old axe. Burning the wood in my studio stove, I can...
Smelling where you are Arising this morning, I can gather the scent of wild grasses, the salted smell of sea, the slight drift of sulphur from the cast of decaying seaweeds, wafting from the rocky shore below — and there is a note of stone; pine, crushed in my...
