Installation | Crissy Field Beach,
Addressing the process of simultaneous loss and gain by being from one place (East coast) and rooting oneself in a new one (West coast), I set out to line up one 8' x 8' weather balloon for each year I lived in the West (at that point, eleven). My plan was that the ebb and flow of the tide would gradually move the balloons from the beach out to sea. Unpredictable weather took hold, and more than half of the balloons popped before I could get them lined up. Despite unseen circumstances, they were quite a spectacle. Kids loved them, dogs feared them, and adults wanted to know where to get one.