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plastic, paint / framed c-print
installation view / 40" x 50"
2006
There is a creek that runs through the small town that I grew up in. Though it wasn't that deep, during the summer we would swim in it. At a bend in the creek hung a ropeswing. Returning to the location as an adult, the tree still had steps nailed into it, but all that remained of the rope were a few feet of it where it was tied to the tree. In this photograph I imagined the missing rope returning in its spirit form as a series of knotted golden chains.
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