the face

Where i live, on a farm in the hudson valley, there is a native story about the origin of the longhouse. In this story two boys come upon a living face in the land and the face directs the boys and tells the people how to live with the land and build their society.

These are the pictures i began making after wandering around the farm for about a year, just observing and wondering about the native people who lived here before the europeans  came and what it must have been like then. One day the idea of a face placed in different spots came to me and so i bought a cheap halloween mask and began fiddling around with this idea. i began making these pictures long before i knew the native story of the face.   mysterious.  

We are so much more than i can begin to imagine. this is so exciting . i love this. i love when inklings of vastness come dropping down in physical form.


xx