Last night the wind blew so strong we couldn't sleep. The residence building is foundationless, basically a trailer. It tossed around beneath us; I was imagining lift-off. We read the weather report: "a brief period of heavy wind preceding a cold front." It wasn't brief - it lasted at least 4 hours or more, our first wind storm on the Salt Flats.There's a parallel here to our experience here and the progress of our thought and working process: we spent the first few days relatively calmly, though feeling discombobulated and directionless, work proceeded slowly. Ten days seemed like a really long time to scratch our heads. Once we decided to simply go out and shoot, bringing every prop we could think of, we managed to return with some successful images which gave us a goal and a purpose. Now - with only two days remaining, one of them to be spent on an excursion to Nancy Holt's "Sun Tunnels", we find ourselves wanting more time. There's a bit of a storm brewing - a slight feeling of panic; we are rushing to get the images we need before time runs out.
