Staring at the ocean will wash your soul. It is a place of timeless repetition and overwhelming beauty. It is the beginning of the world. We are born from it, walking talking seawater beings. The ocean is the great passive, full of power and peace. It is indifferent and non-rational, unaffected by argument or fervent belief.
I have spent a lot of time being angry at reality for its failure to be good, to progress toward something better. Standing at the edge of the ocean helps bring me to the indifferent, non-linear, non-rational essence of the natural world. I like it there.
This work was generously supported by a 2015 GAP Grant from Seattle Artist Trust.
'An artist's words are always to be taken cautiously. The finished work is often a stranger to, and sometimes very much at odds with what the artist felt, or wished to express when he began. At best the artist does what he can rather than what he wants to do. After the battle is over and the damage faced up to, the result may be surprisingly dull--but sometimes it is surprisingly interesting. The mountain brought forth a mouse, but a bee will create a miracle of beauty and order. Asked to enlighten us on their creative process, both would be embarrassed, and probably uninterested. The artist who discusses the so-called meaning of his work is usually describing a literary side-issue. The core of his original impulse is to be found, if at all, in the work itself.'
--Louise Bourgeois, Design quarterly, 1954 (quoted from Paper Monument, Issue #4, Jennifer Liese)