6.25" x 6.25"
The first edition of this book is twenty-five copies and one artist's proof. Half the edition is available for sale.
Each book is unique due to the tea stains on the book's interior and exterior.
My first trip west led me across Texas and into New Mexico. The vast, open landscape surrounding Highway 90 was much different than the thick terrain of my native Georgia. A distant mesa, an abandoned bus or solitary windmill would pierce the horizon and hold my attention until it passed. The process would repeat as something new appeared.
Later in graduate school I found myself looking at abstract art made during the 1940s and 50s. The color field paintings projected on the classroom wall reminded me of the open landscape I had seen in west Texas where the land and sky were reduced to large swathes of color when the day transitioned into night.
Not everyone responds positively when they see an abstract painting displayed in a museum. But many of these same people travel to the mountains to see the leaves change in the fall or vacation at the beach to watch the sunset over the ocean. Fireworks explode on the Fourth of July and at New Year’s to celebrate freedom and new beginnings, but the significance of those holidays are simply justifications for our desire to see colors flash briefly across the evening sky.