We found ourselves in zero humidity;
where it fed us a lot of life and inspiration.
Flooded only one month before,
this is one of the driest places on earth -
The Atacama Desert, Chile.
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Here are a collection of gathered goods
found and arranged in response the surrounding land.
A conversation between dried debris -
colour, form, texture and shape.
Laid upon a mapping of symbols,
Still life as a painting,
A painting as a photograph
Found on the ground
Connecting a language of dried goods,
One muted shade, a rounded edge
All along the dried valley bed
You stand out to me.
What will you bring as a whole?
A smell (scent)
Dusty and warm
Here you are, the beginning of the dessert
I have life in my basin
The sun sears this life -
as you reach passed the valley’s walls
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Opened this sack in the heart of the valley,
An arrangement emerges
Brought together
These dried debris speak their own language
Turned solid, they are brittle
I bring them new life
Held by the valley,
A valley as a vessel