Naxos is the location in Sicily where the Greeks first landed in the 8th century BC. I began this series with stones I found on the beach there and have broadened the context to incorporate different surfaces of paper and a text, translated into Japanese from a poem I call “Signature”.

Signature

In the desert of pure feeling
we must forget all names,
freeing our dreams to construct
the symbols of our wonderment
and of our agony.

The painter loved the world
with its conflicts of light and shadow,
desolation and beauty.
His was just one intention in a troubled world,
the intimacy growing like ivy
around the obstacles of doubt,
as he watched
the carving continue on the monument of faces,
birds filling and emptying the promontory of sky,
the tenuous construction on networks of bridges
from soul to soul, dream to dream, day to day.