hand to move
“nothing is:”

2000, 40”x144” Wheat seedlings grown into sheetrock wall.

These images capture a moment in the evolving states of these pieces. Young seedlings take root, drawing sustenance from minerals embedded in the plaster walls holding them. Slowly a text emerges, full of potential and prospect. The young plants continue, drawing on the resources contained within their artificial world. Then as if propped on a fulcrum, their growth ceases, a decline begins, the words come to rest, lifeless, dry, devoid, only a memory of their living past.
Bill Schuck

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ceres
confines
contrails
crystal
dispersals
leviathan
my mind lies
nothing is
Np
on a precipice
osmose
passage
polarizations
reclamation
sometime
surge
time is
traces of euclid
when fire turns to rain
zuplez

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