Process and Artifacts

Have you ever arrived at a place, silent, cluttered with objects, marked by some event. In the wake of experience We leave an imprint as we pass through Time. Evidence. A journey recorded, as a piece of glass worn smooth by its migration to shore. Collected, not merely for it's shape, the smoothness, evidence of a transformation being acquiesced. Invoked with a Shamanic grace, possesed as a talisman as to own it, is to have been a part of. Its tale now your own