We no longer reveal totality within ourselves by lightning flashes. We approach it through the accumulation of sediments. (2011)
Mylar and Vitrail
5’10” x 20” each
On my way to the Gowanus canal, a place I never knew existed, I found myself lost and asking for directions. Instead of the simple north/south that I expected, I received mixed stories from people I encountered in the streets about where and what was the Gowanus. It’s somewhat uncertain past, present and future is stored in a myth making process by the imaginary of a community. Who was chief Gowane, and what does that mean? Who has he been and who might it now be?