Exhibition: In the Beginning There Was the Journey.
28 Bienal de Arte de Pontevedra 2004
90 tonnes of sand poured into the museum creating a landscape which belongs to an unidentified future, the filters placed across the huge window areas enhancing this sense of elsewhere. It becomes a site which implies a radical shift in time and place.
In front of them was an unbroken expanse of sand strewn with sage-brush, a dusty plantation of cacti and prickly pear. A century earlier the Hudson had dried up, and was now a broad wadi filled with the desert flora that had come in from New Jersey. The harsh and glaring light of the early afternoon had given way to the red earth colours of the evening. They stood silently by their horses at the edge of the half-buried expressway.
JG Ballard, Hello America