Artist Statement

There is something enchanting about being in the woods at night: a connection to our ancient past, to old traditions and long-forgotten experiences. It bids a host of emotions unique to each wanderer. We conjure those emotions using a combination of light, sound, and sculpture to evoke an atmosphere that stimulates memory and awakens imagination.

The Woods – Revisited

The journey begins, as most journeys do, with a step into the unknown. What secrets do the woods keep? What danger, what beauty does the darkness conceal? Just out of reach, the woods pulsate with a deep magic, drawing us further and further in.

The Conference of Trees

We continue the journey through a dense grove of trees and find them mid-conversation. For that is what trees do – they confer with one another through intricate networks of subterranean fungi. Inspired by this natural phenomenon, we imagine the voices of the trees, illustrated in light and the rich sounds of wood.

The Pool

Around the bend as we near the edge of the trees, a glistening pool comes into view. The onset of winter brings a slow metamorphosis of water. From rushing flowing torrents, to pooling transformations, and finally to the solid subtle stillness of ice. The reflections of the pool bring the surrounding trees into sharper focus, as the landscape and the water become one.

The Hollow

Deep in the woods is a small hollow. In this quiet place, sheltered by surrounding hills and dense wood, the forest stewards assemble the dead trees into pyres. While baby trees, parent trees, and grandparent trees look on through the centuries, here in the Hollow, a dead tree is consecrated – mourned, remembered, and released back to the earth.

The Crossroads

The Crossroads is a place between places and no place at all. It is a transitory place of choices where movement and change are the only ways forward. As we move through the arches, the reverberations of our movement ripple in light throughout the garden – an affirmation of our own agency and a reminder of consequences.

The Lane

The Lane is a transitional space, inspired by winds, ever-changing in winter. Bursts of light and sound carry us along the arcade of trees, onward! The wind moves sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly to opposite ends of the Lane, underscoring the unceasing but also unpredictable movements found in nature – both overt and subtle.

The Glass Garden

As the air turns brisk and the verdant sunken garden begins to brown, life goes on beneath the surface. Within a garden of glass domes, we encounter small reminders of this life force that is, at times, so delicate and in need of gentle care and protection.

The Stream

The rush of water is the lifeblood of the forest. Along the banks of this stream, life flourishes from the smallest sapling to the greatest and most ancient of trees. It courses through the small valley, sometimes no more than a trickle, but always onward – powerful, yet generous.

The Forecourt Café

We take refuge within the sturdy walls of the courtyard and are greeted by a banquet feast of candlelight. All are welcome at the vast banquet table: It is a place of community where we celebrate togetherness, but also a place of introspection, where we contemplate the ripples of an individual voice amidst the choir.