
JARI (Place)
“Where is there a place for me?” Where should I be? What should surround me? A question I had carried for a long time met four photographs and became an artist’s book. An island standing alone. Cats side by side. People facing one another. Silver grass, shining together in a cluster. Feelings of many kinds linger beside me, then fade, then return. As they do, my own place seems to shift a little each day. I would like to share this question with those who open JARI. Where are you now? Is your heart at ease there? Each time JARI unfolds, another place comes into view. Open it, and see where your heart comes to rest.
JARI (Place)
“Where is there a place for me?” Where should I be? What should surround me? A question I had carried for a long time met four photographs and became an artist’s book. An island standing alone. Cats side by side. People facing one another. Silver grass, shining together in a cluster. Feelings of many kinds linger beside me, then fade, then return. As they do, my own place seems to shift a little each day. I would like to share this question with those who open JARI. Where are you now? Is your heart at ease there? Each time JARI unfolds, another place comes into view. Open it, and see where your heart comes to rest.



