"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-lost to me, I lift my lamp bes
Digital projection, images of wild spirit horses running in the spirit world (looped video projection in slowmo), either overlapped or... Read More
Digital projection, images of wild spirit horses running in the spirit world (looped video projection in slowmo), either overlapped or in the same room as Lady Liberty. Blue Omni lights. Space temp, cold. Wind. Sound abstract. Invoking ideas of ancient lands and warriors across the plains. The idea of the Statue of Liberty and the connection between the past and the future. Space where a momentary contemplation of NOW is found. Questions Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?