Steel, fiberglass and paint The bank of an empty desert wash is a place of tension. It has a sadness that stems from loss: The absence of water. Anticipation articulates these feelings in the form of a large wave reaching for the wash, longing to fill it. As it cantilevers out, the dry floor anticipates the power and promise of water’s return. With this thirst there is also uncertainty. The rare rush of water brings with it the gamut of inevitable change — from destruction to renewed life.
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