Projects > The Monolith Project

One-Winged Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Willow-Wrapped Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Ghost Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Tree-Topped Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Triangulating Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Slabbed Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Floodplain Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Plinth-Placed Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Frost-Wedged Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Pool Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Half Moon Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Fallen Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Cube Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015
Misquito Moss Monolith
Archival Inkjet Print
24"x36"
2015

The Monolith Project
2014-2015



It would not be an exaggeration to say that this project started more than twenty years ago. My fascination with powerful landforms, often articulated as naturally occurring monolithic structures, has been an abiding one for many years. There is a passage by Gary Snyder that has been important to me for a long time. In Good Wild Sacred, he says the following:

Certain places are perceived to be of high spiritual density because of plant or animal habitat intensities, or associations with legend, or connections with human totemic ancestry, or because of geomorphological anomaly, or some combination of qualities. These places are gates through which one can—it would be said—more easily enter a larger-than human, larger-than-personal realm.

To put it another way, the places I’m responding to are wild in a powerful, mysterious, and commanding way. And not wild as in wilderness (although some of these images were made deep in the backcountry of Colorado) but wild as in scary and unknowable, while at the same time irrepressibly inviting and seductive. That kind of wild seems to explode out of the forest floor without warning, a geologic being that won’t be ignored. Or a wild that has recently (by the standards of geologic time) splintered from a cliff above, coming down catastrophic and thunderous to balance itself precariously on the valley’s bottom. These are the kinds of places that the ancients were drawn to, the kinds of places where burial sites and petroglyphs sometimes turn up. Not the standing stones of the British Isles, but naturally occurring monoliths that surprise, challenge, and sometimes almost frighten the human imagination.