I believe in the Church of Baseball. I’ve tried all the major religions and most of the minor ones. And the only church that truly feeds the soul, day-in day-out, is the Church of Baseball.

— Annie Savoy, Bull Durham 1988

The construction site is a sacred space, when you’re there around 6:30 am right before sunrise there is this quietness, a slow transition between night and day. A quiet, that slowly…then suddenly, creeps into sharp rattles and roars of machinery. It’s been three weeks into this residency with Mallis Workshop and more questions begin to form. A constant presence to find these opportunities between construction and landscape, architecture and art, material and process. How do you articulate the space in between these things? How can art, architecture, construction, landscape, context, and process work interdependently. Nothing finished, nothing precious, just constant presence and process towards an abstract idea ahead of us. How do we find the opportunities within every dig, every pour, every RFI, every tree, every crane, every morning, every pose, every conversation, and every drive. The Sky Line Crane series, articulates the underpainting between this. Just place the sheets of paper underneath the rig and let the weight, the boots, the 4x4’s, the dirt, the pigments, the crew, the process, and the water do the rest. How does a crane paint, like a child, as it doesn’t know anything else. From the noise, from the heaviness, from the mess, comes something light, something soft, something fragile, something precious. The Construction site is a sacred space.