Paper Covers Rock

Paper Covers Rock: Brie Ruais, Letha Wilson
May 27, 2017-July 08, 2017
Opening Saturday, May 27, 2017, 6–8pm

Letha Wilson Brie Ruais
The landscape is there, overcoming our vision, supporting our steps, entering our pores, holding a space in our memory.

Have you stood at the edge of a cliff at sunset? Have you seen yourself smaller than you know yourself to be? A speck in the rolling terrain of sand below.

It’s not about you as a figure looking across the land, instead you are inside the picture plane itself and become one of its many striations.

I know it’s not possible to take the landscape with me, to carry it home. The land can’t be separated from itself. I can’t separate from the land. I leave a part of myself there, drifting dust held in a beam of light, floating untethered.

I got lost here.

The images I carry home and cut, fold, crease, cast. Over here I am inlaying a sunset, a dessert-scape, a canyon crevasse, holding it, repeating it, casting it into a thing heavy, dense, held tight. This is where I keep it all. Printing and imprinted.

Something about body and translation of experience through it…Is the mark of the hand a way of claiming your presence as a body and in actual space? That you were there?*

The earth I push under my fingernails, into my pours, against the balls of my feet. I push up, out, past, down, over and over. Fist prints, foot kicks. Shaping, molding, making below the plane, at the surface, a horizontal field. Maintaining the boundaries of my own reach.

Always keep a part of your body fixed in the center.**

Italicized Sources: Sites to mark, In the Forest, Letha Wilson, Possible Press Vol. 1, Issue 2, Sept 1 2010 *Email exchange between Letha Wilson and Brie Ruais, May 18, 2017 **Spreading Outward from Center, Score for Other Women’s Bodies, 2015-2016, Brie Ruais
Paper Covers Rock
Brie Ruais, Letha Wilson
May 27, 2017-July 08, 2017

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