Documentation of the takeover of a family ranch by a quarry
Vanishing Sanctuary 2020
I have been using a 360 camera to capture scenes in Texas on recent visits home. Last summer, I began this approach while enjoying the outdoors at a river in Wimberley. This winter I returned and captured footage of my families’ ranch, the land is being overwrought by a quarry. As a child I spent every summer and most other holidays on this land, it is a sanctuary for me, a place where I marked and began my artistic processes of working with my hands and my connection with the environment.
As my dear Aunt and Uncle age and prepare to leave this world, it pains me to see that the land that is a part of them, disrupted. A quarry is overtaking the land, excavating it into an unrecognizable terrain more like the moon than the place of my childhood. The clang and clamor of machines interrupt the quiet of the pasture. Places that lent me calm when my home landscape was filled with emotional upheaval, pain, and bitterness.
It’s hard to say what was more potent, the land/environment, the care from my relatives or if it was the act of making and moving in nature. What I know is that being there, moving through nature, using my hands to make began a healing process that has shaped my life.