In the Hole Residency: Rooted In Wonder
Every since I was a child, I have been fascinated with what lies beneath us. In the Laurentians of Quebec, where I spent much of my time growing up, I would dig into the soil, amazed at the emergence of colourful strata: the red of iron, the black of charcoal, and pale grey of ash, the dark brown woody layers. Throughout would be the roots, connecting one layer to the next, through histories. I began to construct stories of what had happened in those places: fires, regrowth, armies of beaver who would chop trees down and damn the creek, leaving their mark.
The ground has its own language and song – when you sit in a quiet place you can hear the soft sounds that it makes as it rearranges itself.
I documented the space through photography, sound recordings, and paintings. The small paintings were made using the soil and other natural materials found in the hole to make an egg tempera paint, which I then finger-painted with on paper.
I have enjoyed my conversations with Linda Duvall [the artist who developed the project], and feel comfortable with her. It's the kind of place where companionable silence for part of the time is lovely, and that is so much easier to achieve when you are comfortable with someone. I look forward to continuing some of the discussions we’ve already had...