Baba-gah began as a question: what does the boulder remember of us?
We grind our own chalk in a garage in southern, ontario. The niagara escarpment above us was once the shore of a tropical sea. We think about this a lot.
We believe chalk is a conversation between the climber and the stone. We try to speak plainly. So we make one thing, well.
𒌷𒅾 · 𒅗𒊒 𒀀𒄠𒈾 𒁇𒊒 · 𒌦𒀀𒄠 𒉡𒌦
- 1. the hand is a slow animal
- 2. the rock is an older animal
- 3. dust is the language between them
- 4. we are not a brand, we are a small ritual
- 5. this will all be sediment again
𒀀 𒁕 𒂗 · 𒂗 𒊒 𒅗 · 𒅗 𒅾 𒀀
dust to palm, palm to stone, stone to dust