The Bristlecone pine trees atop the barren White Mountains in California have continued to grow for more than 4500 years in the cold, dry weather while the soil around them erodes every hour. Over time, small portions of soil roll down revealing another face of the rock. Language like the roots of the Bristlecone, binds our amorphous thoughts with words, fixing meaning and leaving all that’s indescribable to disappear. This process of simultaneous locating and losing in the midst of gathering, sorting and arranging occurs in all systems of classification.

How are these systems made? The mirrors reflect the viewer - interpreter of the photograph - in the act of looking. This shifts the attention from images to self: the bearer of meaning, the indispensable participant.

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