Cees Gunsing: The Altar for Earth
wood, glass, pigskins, sand
gallery of the garden
To stay alive we are used to taking lives, thereby balancing on the edge of life and death. We kill to survive, thus we are crossing the limit of life. For most of us, this is one of the sacred laws. It doesn´t matter how sublime our life is. It´s possible because we have taken other lives. When you sweep the ground for a moment, you remove the relic of earth. Where is the attention for the earthdust? The place where you are standing?
Cees Gunsing, 1993