Thoughts on My New Work, “Visits from Harriet”
We are, all of us, “watchers” of our own destinies and of the lives of others, whether they be dead or alive. The past never really goes away. This past, of things once lived is restless in its transience, fluid and wave-like, always moving alongside us, where it belongs, in our blood, or as the poet Rilke claimed, in our “blood remembering.”
Throughout our lives, we move in and around the spaces which surround us and through the continuum of time. In searching out meaning and integration, we are, all of us, taking that last “look.” Whether we are gazing at the rolling clouds above, or watching a leaf dance on the ground, or into the eyes of a loved one. We exist in a state of vacancy.
This new work, Visits from Harriet, stands as a visual testimony, their content unashamedly insistent; you look, perhaps blink, and something once lived is remembered.
Gale Carter McCullough, October 22, 2018