A black wooden vessel with shiny black objects inside sits on a white pedestal.

The River that Isn't

Found Objects, Graphite, Acrylic. 2022.

The River that Isn’t flows around us as a parallel world where objects live once they are converted into memories: a collection of impressions floating past who’s connections become tangled. It is a collection of artifacts, encountered, found, altered, forgotten, re-collected, floating by in a black boat, on a low tide. It is not here, but I thought it was? Memory is its main channel, but its banks overflow in unexpected floods. When I look at the sky, I see water. When I look at the ground, I only see my feet. The River that Isn’t does not exist, which is its power.

 

The River that Isn't