LANDSCAPE / ROUGH MATERIAL

 

 

 IN PROGRESS

 

 

—I had arrived in a pristine world that I could not have properlyimagined. Nothing felt stable; all was sterile, temporarily, shifting,piling up, subsiding. [...]The inner walls exposed layers of lava and scree tinged pinkfrom oxidation, or stained yellow where sulphur had condensedaround innumerable perforations in the rock.[Clive, Oppenheimer, Mountains of Fire]