[I. prelude]

what might become île d’orléans — charcoal, 2007
white noise filled what the dim screen light did not. the palisades had been put to sleep as shadows moved seamlessly across panes and walls. giacometti and motherwell would stand still in anticipation waiting to discover the forming image, the first of many entitled, île d’orléans. it would form itself in distraction from dyslexic turns and the overuse of what could have been a mere moment of existence rather than an existence from birth to death.
moment to moment always seemed the most important, and though each moment seemed liquid — from one to the other — what came from this image was the realization that some ‘moments’ had become more important than others. in this hierarchy of life, where might birth and death fall? and what of these more important moments through such a journey?