When Nature Strikes Back - Black and White

Giclee print on Archival paper. It was to be a house that stretched to the heavens. However, nothing was clear, well-calculated, or mapped out in the depths. Its feet were firmly planted in times immemorial, weighing heavily on the ruins of abandoned cities. Medieval city ramparts stirred and writhed, a motorway winding along their shoulders, ominous weapons watched from large black windows, and enormous pipelines embarked on their tortuous journey of conquest. The shiny, black, unctuous silt threatened to swallow the future, and the peaceful past was trapped underneath the black and white fields of an endless chessboard. Nature was ready to retaliate as she had done so many times over the past one hundred thousand years when man left his home, castle, and city. Max Ernst, Dalí, Chirico, and Tarkovsky were enjoying a coffee on the Main Square on a sunny Sunday morning. But this time, everything would go differently. Free will drew the structures, and the pipelines would not submit; vin