Burning Daylight

Burning Daylight
I’m inspired by materials and let them define the process.
Often after I finish a work, I find a meaning that reinforces my own philosophy or thoughts on conservation. While I was working, near a mountain of dirt that had been there for years, bulldozers showed up, trying to thwart my effort. That felt metaphoric in the moment- that there is no to time to waste. In the same moment, forests and towns were being decimated by wildfire while the government was dismembering the EPA
Dumpsterfire..

When I thought of filling cracked earth with matches, I’d imagined they would flare like lightning, but instead they were slow and persistent. The fire traveled from stick to stick, forming circuits then finally a united blaze, resembling a waving flag.
Fake news spreads like….

But the day after, when I came back to see the burned remnants I saw another message in the ashes. The little charred match heads leaned in toward one another, seeming bewildered as if they’d just resumed consciousness after a bombing. They seemed unified, the blue sky looked hopeful and a few days later sprouts were poking their heads out too.