Acacia wood, Acacia branches, Canoe and Paddle, Flame
1 Square Mile
Humanity feels the liveliness, archaism, and the elemental beauty of fire naturally. It really doesn't take much provocation in an artistic sense. The eloquent movement of the flames in the wind, or the speaking of the fuel turning to ash when drawn near to it. The mysterious movement of light illuminating, reflecting cast onto, around and prohibited by the sculptural dimension of space and material that surround, creates a reflective and mesmerizing calm that so many of us sense as part of our evolutionary history.
Canoe Fire was a series of many small fires I floated onto a lake in Arizona to create a sculpture which moved and floated in the wind and the water. The ceremony was exquisitely beautiful.