dawn does’t crack in the low country of Georgia. Much like everything else here, it just kind of eases into it. No reason to hurry, it’s just too hot. We saw trees that were dead for decades that didn’t know it yet, so they just kept gripping the beach while wind and sand polished them into amazing abstract sculptures. Some of the most powerful and richest people in the world came to Jekyll Island for a while, but they’re dead and gone now. It was never their home. These trees though, they belong here.
I haven’t had much time to do anything new lately, but I was talking with Katie, the curator of the Franklin Commons Gallery next to where I work, about some of the digital art I’ve done in the past. She asked where she could see them and I realized I don’t have them posted anywhere. Here are a few of the images I’ve created entirely digitally, using several different fractal flame programs on both PC and Mac.