While creating the Gray Works, it became clear to me that a comparison could be made between our own aging and death and the erosion of the landscape.  When I look at mountains and rock formations, I can see how young or old they are geologically.  As mountains age, they eventually turn into smaller rocks and then finally into sand.  Sand dunes are simply eroded older mountains.  As we age, we too, become smaller and finer before our flesh disintegrates and eventually turns to dust.  Why is it then that we feel such despair in the erosion of human flesh but see such beauty in the erosion of a mountain or rock formation as it turns into a sand dune? Why can’t the passage of time in the human spirit and form be also seen as beautiful in its evolution as that of the land?  The manufactured geologic symmetry in these photographic landscapes is meant to transport the spirit into harmony and peace.  It is about the death of my father. I chose the colour gray for this body of work because it signified transition & inconclusiveness, the ephemeral nature of time and the impossibility of truly experiencing death in all its dimensions.

Photographs are produced as Open Editioned Light Jet Prints on Archival Water Colour Paper.