The Verticality of Being 4/2026

20×16×2.75” Mixed Media, includes artist poem:

above, frantic noise,            a landscape of uncurated signals.      The air is thick with the porous scree of the social, 

the LOUD geometry of the state    and the entangled thicket of 

kin vibrating in a static blur. It is a shallow-rooted layer, high-frequency with a thousand data           points falling like hail,               s k i t t e r i n g  across the surface, 

looking for a crack in the bright, brittle day.

now the quiet infiltration - the world slows into a luminous silt, drifting.  This is the stasis - the soft, protective womb where the noise is unmade. It is not a dark descent, but a suspension - a ray of hope.  The data is held here in a cloudy fluid pause, filtering the gold from the grit in the quiet space, waiting     for the pulse to find its rhythm before it is pressed into the marrow.

FINALLY, CHOICES ARE MADE. WHAT SURVIVES THE GESTATION SINKS INTO A DENSE AND HEAVY STRATA. A PERMANENT WEIGHT OF FOUNDATION. THESE ARE THE TRUTHS TO STAND UPON — THE REMNANTS OF A THOUSAND STORMS DISTILLED INTO THE DARK,  TECTONIC  STRENGTH  OF  A  BEDROCK  THAT  FINALLY  KNOWS  ITS  OWN  MIND. WE ARE NO LONGER THE WEATHER   -   WE ARE THE STONE THE WEATHER LEFT BEHIND.