I wrote a bunch of different captions for this. About darkness, Alice in Wonderland, and what it means to peer into the unknown. I erased them all. What I really want to say is this: I made this for anyone who is searching and who feels alone. That’s all. And that’s just about everyone,sometimes. That’s me.
“Hollow Places”, self-portrait May 2020
Accompanying poem:
Hollow places, vast and full,
you temper darkness with cracks and holes
and answer us in rhythmic constancy.
Those expansive,beckoning hollows
warn us to go but there are those who will stay
to understand the emptiness of it, or to fill it.
Echoes are easy companions.
They answer us straight-forwardly,
without pretense or reservation.
Hello?
Hello.
Is anybody there?
Is anybody there.
That is a darkness no one sees;
to be emptied of light is an eternity
that only dead stars endure.
Who are we, then, but the dust of that
infinite light extinguished,
transformed into curiosity embodied?
To the explorers and the venturers,
and to the pilots weaving their vessels through
a long and winding darkness -
To you, stay.
To you, stay.
To you, stay.
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