There is nothing of me that is not of earth, no split instant of separateness, no particle that disunites me from the surroundings. I am no less than the earth itself. The rivers run through my veins, the winds blow in and out with my breath, the soil makes my flesh, the sun’s heat smolders inside me… the life of the earth is my own life. My eyes are the earth gazing at itself.
Artwork by Stephany Latham