The hill that wasn’t

Artist book

After it is gone, the landscape appears — Yutaka Takanashi

A pile of dirt on a farmer’s land. That’s all it was, really. I drove by it and I saw it. I cannot recall the exact day, except that it was somewhere in the fall. Time passed by, the seasons changed. During the winter it was bare, though there were days when it was covered in a blanket of snow. I would still occasionally drive by it and see it. In the spring it woke gently to the warmth of the sun. I would drive by it. And I would see it. Then came the summer, and it grew lush and full. One Sunday morning, while in a sentimental mood, I didn’t simply drive by it. I stopped, I walked onto the land and approached it. And then I photographed it. Two weeks later I drove by the farmer’s land again. To my surprise the pile of dirt was gone.

Five silver silkscreen prints on black paper made by Marijke Loozen are available at RIOT.