“In your next dream your eyes will be open. What it should look like – the night and its quiet new after dark. A place you remember but have never been. White sails, or snow. When I count to ten you will wake up a-breath in a bell jar calm. A photograph of blankness, look long enough and there’s slight life…When I count to ten you will wake up in an unfamiliar place. When I count the sound of ten”. Excerpt from ‘Sound for a Certain landscape’ by Sarah O’Brien.
Handprinted black and white fibre print 20cm x 16cm.