Matthew Hereford

The Highland Path, 2010

soil, moss, bone, shotgun shell casings, feathers and other natural paraphernalia

Artist's Statement:

Nature has no alphabet or written word.
Yet to writers and poets, words exist within the topography
and are there to be found if one searches. 
These "lost" words hide beneath the brambles, within the moss,
or float in the air as sounds or songs.
The flora and fauna contribute their lexis throughout the landscape,
with bleached bones, old stones or other refuse,
waiting for an interpreter to turn their words to language.

Matthew Hereford lives and walks in Cold Spring NY.