Excerpt From A Settlement Trip
“Tonight is the first night of Settlement, and I am camping on the roof of the abandoned Hamm’s brewery. Most of my time has been spent rigging the hammock between a fallen vent and a propped up ladder. My jerry-rigging efforts are slow moving, and have thus far been poorly rewarded. When ever I crawl into the hammock, my head and feet are suspended in air as they should be, but my back drags along the ground, threatening to tear the fabric of my bed.
When ever I hear the slightest noise from below, I pause and listen as closely as I can. When I’m satisfied that no one is attempting to reach the roof, I continue to prowl the night air naked, and look down on St. Paul’s lights with unbridled enthusiasm. I don’t expect company on a Wednesday evening, but Hamm’s seems to attract unsavory characters regardless of the day. As this is my first night in Settlement, every precaution has been taken to secure my physical safety by keeping intruders out. Wooden planks and sheets of drywall have been placed over the roof hatch and surrounding holes, and in the rafters below, I’ve jammed a bit of wood in-between the ceiling and floor boards to keep the door shut. I know these things wouldn’t keep the motivated trespasser out, but they offer precious peace of mind for when I plan on going to sleep.
Peace of mind seems to be the name of the game so far. The silence is penetrating and has been maintained since I left my car. I can hear the highway in the distance, and an occasional passing motorcycle, but I’m more focused on the dryness of my mouth and the current state of my racked nerves. There is something to say about Settlement so far, and the way it’s made me feel. There are times I forget where I am, being so completely focused on the task at hand, and there are other times when my heart hammers, my blood boils, and my mind creates awful things to think and hear. I’m already waiting for sunrise, and for the light to fill every crevasse that during this long night has tortured my imagination.
I stand in the shallow waters of an island of silence, subdued electricity, quieted harbor of landscape.
Completed Mid 2011 - Experimental Work - Shapes Industries