."Close to the Bone; We Are", 2022, found and collected materials from storm
damage from Bernal Heights to the Berkeley Botanical Gardens, trash, recycled plastic bags, old photographs, industrial urethane expandable foam, steel hooks and cable, The detritus of storm damaged found objects carry the trauma of climate crisis in their bones As I age them in the weather , they are further distressed. We oursleve in our bodies are stressed from harsh climate disasters. Having lived through many firetorms, Hurricane Sandy, tornodeos, and earthquakes, the trauma of these extreme weather events lives on in my neurological wiring. We are all conected through thee events
( these pieces are shown here leaning and then on the floor, they are light about 40 lbs as I can carry them. Oakland is where the work is. )
"Departing, partly, un-comprehensible
Sebaldian in it's penetrating Mourning
we are.
Earth, our return to point of departure, vanishing.
With awe, quaking our limbs, apart from consciously knowing in the bones..
We know, slipping on leaves comes though.
Solastalgia carves into the heart, a naming aids the raw
open wound
Robin Dintiman, poem
