I am going, are you coming?
I am going, are you coming?

Seeking an understanding of art and science’s unexplainable by deferring to demons. I watched. I walked. Between the lands of other people’s dreams and my own. By inserting myself with a prop. A fabric. A demon of my own making. Light and place shift under my influence. It is the response to these installations that is the image. As an object. An artifact. Record of the demon. Glamorous disintegration. Translucent and reflective. Stiff and liquid. Trashy and ethereal. From the ocean to where the land speaks to no one but the wind. The sun. The distance. Inspired by the location. Time stops. The installations are enacted almost immediately. All is dismantled and life begins again. In the world. In the wild.

-Augusta December 3, 2018

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Images are shown in chronological order.

Curtain Call.
Curtain Call.

The strangers gathered, as the stage was set.

Coat of Many Colors.
Coat of Many Colors.

Each tree had a story to tell, some had costumes.

The Great Hoo-rah.
The Great Hoo-rah.

After racing around the yard, the flags reflected their youth, and the cedar thanked them.

Exhale the winter's gush.
Exhale the winter's gush.

As we stood, so many years later, we laughed as the feeling left us.

Never ending Voice
Never ending Voice

Pulling the sky into itself and expelling the dreams of others.

Underworld Sky.
Underworld Sky.

And with this moment, I was done. And so was she.

Leaving the warren of disbelief.
Leaving the warren of disbelief.

The sky shifted and our steps flooded from the edges.

BORDERS
BORDERS
CAPTIVE
CAPTIVE
GOING
GOING
PASTORAL
PASTORAL
BEING BOTH -at Noose Neck Tree
BEING BOTH -at Noose Neck Tree
SHIELD
SHIELD
MERMAID
MERMAID
VISITOR
VISITOR
AUTONOMOUS
AUTONOMOUS
REACH
REACH
OPHELIA
OPHELIA
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I am going, are you coming?
Curtain Call.
Coat of Many Colors.
The Great Hoo-rah.
Exhale the winter's gush.
Never ending Voice
Underworld Sky.
Leaving the warren of disbelief.
BORDERS
CAPTIVE
GOING
PASTORAL
BEING BOTH -at Noose Neck Tree
SHIELD
MERMAID
VISITOR
AUTONOMOUS
REACH
OPHELIA
Beloved-web.gif
subjective-agency-web.gif
otherside-web.gif
I am going, are you coming?

Seeking an understanding of art and science’s unexplainable by deferring to demons. I watched. I walked. Between the lands of other people’s dreams and my own. By inserting myself with a prop. A fabric. A demon of my own making. Light and place shift under my influence. It is the response to these installations that is the image. As an object. An artifact. Record of the demon. Glamorous disintegration. Translucent and reflective. Stiff and liquid. Trashy and ethereal. From the ocean to where the land speaks to no one but the wind. The sun. The distance. Inspired by the location. Time stops. The installations are enacted almost immediately. All is dismantled and life begins again. In the world. In the wild.

-Augusta December 3, 2018

———

Images are shown in chronological order.

Curtain Call.

The strangers gathered, as the stage was set.

Coat of Many Colors.

Each tree had a story to tell, some had costumes.

The Great Hoo-rah.

After racing around the yard, the flags reflected their youth, and the cedar thanked them.

Exhale the winter's gush.

As we stood, so many years later, we laughed as the feeling left us.

Never ending Voice

Pulling the sky into itself and expelling the dreams of others.

Underworld Sky.

And with this moment, I was done. And so was she.

Leaving the warren of disbelief.

The sky shifted and our steps flooded from the edges.

BORDERS
CAPTIVE
GOING
PASTORAL
BEING BOTH -at Noose Neck Tree
SHIELD
MERMAID
VISITOR
AUTONOMOUS
REACH
OPHELIA
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