Art

For the last few months I’ve been watching a pile of sand slowly change shape. It’s part of an exhibition at work and is designed to shift over its time in the gallery. I thought I’d taken a picture of it on opening day, if I did I can’t find it but this is what it looked like yesterday. 

You’ll have to trust me that it started out as a perfect cone and that it’s sparkly, black west coast sand. It’s called Whenua (Land) and is about the shifting permanence of our places.