Barn, Furrow, Field, Boll
The installation at CAM Raleigh this fall and winter may draw the viewer into a familiar eastern North Carolina setting. Look down and see furrows and the imprints of man, animal, and machine who have worked the land. Look at the horizon and see row upon row of cotton. Glance to one side and catch rays of light playing through the gaps of an old barn wall. Turn aside and watch cotton bolls clawing their way—bright white—into view. Or look around and see abstract works of art, hauntingly beautiful and achingly sad. Or stand still and smell the black tar, red earth, white cotton, early morning light. It all depends.