BETRAYAL:  1904 - 1996

Betrayal, of what,
of whom,
why,
and for what?


What happened during those years?
Those lifetimes?
That moment?


Why this place?
This landscape?
These materials?


Strong voices cry out
turn to light
and
just as quickly
vanish.


What does it mean?
Why is it here,
anyway?


Why this body?
Why these thoughts?


Why change energy from one form into another?
Why make the invisible visible?


Why create something
that is not meant to last?


Why all of the fuss,
the work,
all this bother?


Why this pain?


Why are
dreams
the currency of life?


When this is gone,
only memory remains.
Until,
all too soon,
this also
is no more.
Stillness follows struggle.
Must the darkness always


Triumph?

Many thanks to all of the wonderful people that I have had the opportunity
to meet during my stay in Portugal,
especially to those individuals that helped to
create this special moment, allowing me to form the thoughts and gather
the local materials from which both of these works were made:

Mme. Chantal Tremblay,
Luis Alcobia, Luis Leal, Luis Pedro, Paula, Pedro Garcia, Jose Madeira,
Jose Maria , Paulo Oliveira, Rui Valdez, and to Truncata Florists.


In Memory of my grandmother,
Maria Torges
and the spirit of her generation.