I Listen To The Wind That

Rabbit Island, Lake Superior

In an effort to see the now we're feeling, I built patchworks of old Michigan sails and transformed them into a series of site-specific windsocks and kites. The breeze said, "I'm feeling south-south-easterly and the winds of change are just around the bend." Wind is seen by where it is going and named by where it has been; it's the either that's ethereal. We've got to stop, look, and listen. Notice the nows and the nevers. Pay attention to our atmosphere and look up, look out, look after one another.