There are no words that can be spoken to justify the horrific racial atrocities happening presently in America specifically at this moment in history. It is a time where I am lost for words to even know where to begin explaining how WRONG things are.

All I could do to cope with it all was to go for a bike ride and look at something else until things could be processed. This is where we went and what we saw.

A strange juxtaposition of industry and elegance? A drop, maybe 10 feet?, lights turn on and then it spins. Did Rodney Graham, the artist, ever fathom that in a time of madness this piece would be an odd symbol of the contrasting strangeness of life at this moment in time? The scale and position so odd yet fits in a space that equally is completely out of context and imbalanced. It leaves you staring yet at the same time wondering how it works in the space it inhabits: it does and it doesn’t.

I am left looking over my shoulder trying to make sense of it all.

Sending heartfelt love and kindness to all humanity during these in human times.