Symbols, Tools and Worn Words of a Southern Gothic Landscape
My grandpa's farm is full of old rusting waiting equipment, technology time left behind. "There are other worlds than these." He has left it neatly organized, time of horse plowing, then tractor's seperation, collections of chains, metal parts of all shapes and sizes. Like with like. Some words found in corners and degrading tin, labels or shale are deciferable, some beyond comprehension.We can guess what meaning the words once had but now they rust to dust. SO much wood: now I wonder even 50 years from now what one like me would think of all the melting plastic into winter weeds. Our future trash would have a totally different aesthetic: a seperate longing for times beyond these.
Self Portrait: Climbing the rope to an endless oil spill. |
spill fill. |
rose what? |
scarecrow storage. definately a man. |
We all long for authenticity.
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