Now that all of my books are in the mail, I thought I'd share some images and thoughts about "The Darkness", which is closely connected to my own visit to Doverodde, Denmark, last May.
As soon as I arrived, I was struck by the natural beauty of the land – the proximity of fjord to countryside – and also by the history underfoot. As I hiked with the other artists through the forest and heather and over Viking barrows covered in wild blueberries, the wind blasted away any chance of conversation and left us each to our own thoughts.
The title “The Darkness” brings to mind our own mortality, and the images within (of Doverodde and the surrounding countryside) function somewhat like a vanitas painting – scenes that evoke self reflection and remind us that our time here is finite. A poem, overlaid on an image of a gravestone with a spiral fossil (in a neighbouring Doverodde church cemetary), attempts to capture this while also referencing Sarah’s work, which I may have actually passed over unknowingly.
chairs left vacant
buried in the forest
the northern Danish wind
a vanitas of fossil and barrow
revealed in the quiet language of the field