across the border… through the portal and into the land of wheat… and water?
i discover my car is an ark…
i have a recurring nightmare… i am driving… through bleak open landscape… i begin to drive onto a long thin strip of land flanked by a sea of water… as i drive across it, the road disappears… swallowed up by the sea… i continue forward feeling the water disrupting… confusing… devouring… my path… i hold onto the vision ahead of me… desperately feeling for the road beneath my feet… hoping the weight of my car and my convictions will anchor me… to find that the road was always there…
Postlude: the border crossing town is truly called… portal… and north portal… seriously fantastic / and yes, i really did have to drive across this water covered road… gives new meaning to my piece somewhere on the ocean floor… / my idea of the inbetween is partially about being in the moment… being present… like music… like the duration of a note… like driving through the prairies, it could be so easy to space out and not notice… photographing is a conscious way for me to keep noticing… to keep looking… to stay in the now of what is.
(sunday 17th jamestown, nd to jaw of the moose, ab – monday 18th jaw of the moose, ab to golden, bc)
Listening to the Inbetween 