The dark, penumbral zone is embedded, embodied, within shadow. It is here that the sublime 'je ne sais quoi' resides, and it is here that the darkness of melancholy presides, in the call and response between the lost object and the dispossessed, the haunting lament across the abyss.
Imagined Monument #3: Earth (Southland, January 2008) JB
The casting of shadows, or their rippling across a surface to find form, is an alchemical moment. An opening up of a vast, dark hole in an otherwise whole object. A sudden shift in the apparent edges of space, shadows excavate the shallows.