Wildcat Canyon, 2013
Sometimes we travelers reach a point on the path we set out on that is unmarked. This book is based on a memory of what was intended to be an easy jaunt through a section of Wildcat Canyon Regional Park, but turned into a extended and exhaustive trek through steep hills with little indication of direction.
The act of losing oneself is a fearful process. It breaks a person down, takes them to their limits, and forces them to accept that there is no security. However, I am told that, in accepting this uncertainty, it is possible to discover an entire new vista beyond previously considered limitations.
This unique book is made of a series of pulp paintings with inclusions of handcut linoleum block prints. The fibers used for the paper are cotton rag, cotton linter, and abaca.
