than a half an hour lead me via tunnel to the Golden Gate Bridge. Five minutes
The presence of water was continuous--mornings hailed the burning off of the
hazes that had rendered all luminous but indistinct; nights began with the
drift of fogs from the sea, and from the sea, uphill. Their comings and goings
made the immaterial material and the material immaterial .
One of my intentions then was to show the moment when something "invisible"
becomes visible. I wanted to draw a drawing which was almost invisible. Photographing them, it occurs to
me that perhaps I succeeded all too well.
(each drawing here is shown twice, once in its entirety, once in a sectional detail)