In resonance light takes place, vowels are drowned, color falls in petals and a wind of sound crashes like a wave:
an intangible whisper in the dusk. Here, the materiality of everyday life surfaces as iconography and
perception where the ordinary eternal machinery of the perfunctory resonates as far as the eye can see in accumulation of things.
The surface of the earth crackles with geological agency stratified by a geometry of objective forms.
The new landscape of our same eyes echoes and reechoes in layers just as no wave motion ever dies.
Our modern sediment gleams an instant and the veil flutters and nothing remains and nothing disappears.