varech

This piece is about being stranded. It comes from places in isolation, from which the outside can be seen flowing around. An empty museum, an island locked in the tidal currents, a home in the forest frozen; points where layers of angst and focus are sewn. Inside the apparent stasis, processes unfolding and approaching larger forces immingle. Hence appear the sounding shapes of coastline memories and innermost motions, a watchtower turned towards forthcoming change.