I love the way changes in lighting transform structures. They become more than what they are and yet somehow less real in the bargain. Ever since I was a young girl, I have found myself staring ceaselessly at shadows on the walls. The abstract patterns of shades and textures grab my attention in a way I can only describe as being ?kidnapped by a sunbeam.? The projection of one thing?s shape onto another?s texture seems to speak to me without words. In developing this body of work, I began by exploring these elements in two separate realms, the human and the natural, looking for stories in the shadows. What I found along the way was a curious interplay of human and natural, a place where neither rules and both are part of each other.

 

Conversation Between Shadows

 

Foggy Morning Camp-Out, French Creek, PA

 

Snowy Fence

 

Looking Down the Stairs

 

Geometries 2

 

Plume

 

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Coils

 

Not Quite One of the Crowd

 

Bolt

 

Trestle

 

Cables

 

Battered Ladder

 

Disconnected Shadow

 

Torn Steel

 

Iron Saguaro

 

Claymont Water Tower

 

Grass Shadows

 

Rough Ribs

 

Tin Roof