Scattered along the shores of a growing lake, small volcanic rocks disintegrate from endless fractures. Left behind in the wake of a glacier’s now constant recession, these scarred tokens from the mountain show an array of colorful shards between their dark crevices. “Serene Disturbance,” is the exploration of one such rock. One randomly picked rock from thousands, a perfect example of a broken cycle, a remnant of a pattern now askew.
Emphasizing the trajectory of this disturbance, I made a geometric pattern of the little rock, and carefully returned it to its resting place. From this pattern, I further deconstructed the rock by separating its twelve faces. Each face, each fragment distinguished by surface, line, and color takes shape and floats away as a new sculpture marking the rock's slow return to basic elements. From there, large-scale sculptures create glacial forms calving off the wall just on the other side of the gallery floor. On closer inspection, the cracks and crevices themselves become black outlines, drawings of what once was a solid and foregone conclusion.
The predictable conclusion: that glaciers recede but always return. Now a symbolic metaphor of loss, a loss of climate, culture, and understanding, glaciers have quite literally become an equilibrium out of balance. Meanwhile, I present this metaphor as a stillness, a frozen moment, even a serenity, until the subtlety of awkward forms and aggravating angles creep in as truths to remind us of the perpetual negative uncertainty.
Photos by Colin Doyle