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I am intrigued by the deep sense of mystery permeating thin places--times or places where the veil between heaven and earth, the Divine and human, seems to be more permeable. There are a variety of different places that are said to be sacred or “thin” places.  Iona, Scotland is one of them. The island has a long spiritual history dating back to Celtic Christianity and the establishment of its first monastery in the sixth century AD.


I traveled to the Isle of Iona to experience this "thinness."   My photos and observations were incorporated into this body of work, entitled Traces.  These thin places seem to leave a spiritual residue, a lingering trace of the past.  I like the idea that the past seeps viscerally into the present in these places of sacred thinness and beauty.



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