Journals
Antarctica 2002
42 Days - An Antarctic journey
42 x A4 digital prints combine drawings made during an Antarctic expedition and sound forms of words that relate to the experience.
Day 01 /26.1.02 / 43s 137e
separation
Streamers rip
as we break away from port
and I see Hobart backlit
by dark cloud and lightening.
Day 02 /27.1.02 / 46s 139e
vocabulary
How can I begin to describe
the sights and sounds
of this
experience?
Day 03 /28.01.02 / 48s 134e
sea
As the seas rise
I remember a sea journey
with my father
when I was five.
Day 4 /29.01.02 / 50s 128e
whitecap
I scribble lines
to descibe the whitecaps
of the stormy sea:
watery calligraphy.
Day 05 /30.01.02 / 52s 123e
chart
With notebook on swaying knees
I plot a framework
for writing
this story.
Day 06 /31.01.02 / 51s 120e
mark
Pools of ink and water
on paper
mark our motion
through the storm.
Day 07 /01.02.02 / 53s 117e
sound
Water rushing through
the ship's stabilizers
loudly sounds, and biscuits
scatter on the bridge floor.
Day 08 /02.02.02 / 56s 112e
berg
Nothing could have prepared me
for the strangeness
of the first iceberg,
only just visible through night and mist.
Day 09 /03.02.02 / 60s 107e
change
The south magnetic pole
wanders over time.
Everything shifts
around me.
Day 10 /04.02.02 / 62s 99e
time
As we
move south,
the days
lengthen.
Day 11 /05.02.02 / 63s 88e
sapphire
I wake
to the blue
of early morning
ice.
Day 12 /06.02.02 / 65s 80e
moonrise
A luminous form
emerges
from the packice:
a new moon rising.
Day 13 /07.02.02 / 69s 75e
arc
A thin
yellow glow
arcs over
this land of ice.
Day 14 /08.02.02 / 68s 71e
light
The light here is long
and subtle
and slow
and wide.
Day 15 /09.02.02 / 68s 71e
spectrum
Sea life sings
both above
and below
our range of hearing.
Day 16 /10.02.02 / 68s 71e
animation
Layers of ice,
water,
and wind,
pattern my view.
Day 17 /11.02.02 / 68s 70e
fragment
Looking through
an icy porthole,
I capture fragments
of new forming ice.
Day 18/12.02.02 / 68s 71e
life
Penguins
unexpectedly appear
through cracks
in the pack ice.
Day 19 /13.02.02 / 69s 74e
zoo
Transluscent
zooplanktons
are drawn
through a microscope.
Day 20 /14.02.02 / 69s 75e
rock
Finally
I tread
the rock
of Antarctica.
Day 21 /15.02.02 / 69s 75e
silence
Now
I move
in a place
that is still...
Day 22 /16.02.02 / 69s 75e
remote
in a land
of profound
isolation
...
Day 23 /17.02.02 / 69s 75e
silence
where elephant seals
impress their forms,
composing landscapes
of ice and excrement.
Day 24 /18.02.02 / 69s 75e
winter
The first night sky of winter
is scanned,
searching for spectrums beyond
our atmosphere and perception.
Day 25 /19.02.02 / 69s 75e
virga
Virga
snow
hovers above
but does not reach the ground.
Day 26 /20.02.02 / 69s 75e
ventifact
The force
of wind
carves
Antarctic rock.
Day 27 /21.02.02 / 69s 75e
ice
Ice
is sculpted
by air
and sea.
Day 28 /22.02.02 / 88s 74e
lens
Lenticular
cloud
reflects
a dark patch of sea.
Day 29 /23.02.02 / 65s 68e
scale
Pancake ice confounds
my sense of scale:
it is vast
or minuscule.
Day 30 /24.02.02 / 66s 62e
solitude
I sense only moments
of connection with this world
so indifferent
to human existence.
Day 31 /25.02.02 / 66s 62e
katabatic
Ferocious winds
press down from the plateau to Mawson,
one of the windiest places
on earth.
Day 32 /26.02.02 / 65s 70e
flight
We are skimming
on a membrane of the earth,
with birds windswept above
and zooplankton seaborne below.
Day 33 /27.02.02 / 63s 75e
return
From the other world a message arrives;
a friend has died.
Clocks are advanced
and time seems to move at another pace,
Day 34 /28.02.02 / 60s 85e
speed
...and
another storm
drives us home
...
Day 35 /01.03.02 / 58s 94e
sheets
The landscape
moves me,
and I slide through the swell
on slippery sheets.
Day 36 /02.03.02 / 55s 103e
snow
Snow
falls randomly
through gusts
of wind.
Day 37 /03.03.02 / 52s 113e
specimen
I capture
some evidence of experience
Antarctic:
hues and lines.
Day 38 /04.03.02 / 50s 123e
rainbow
I dream
the colours
of Antarctica
...
Day 39 /05.03.02 / 48s 132e
aurora
...and with expeditioners
from around the world,
we wonder at the subtlety
of an aurora.
Day 40 /06.03.02 / 45s 141e
chanelling
Then,
through warming air,
thoughts of home
arise.
Day 41 /07.03.02 / 43s 147e
land
Can this be home?
A dark and misty shape
emerges,
remote and unremembered.
Day 42 /08.03.02 / 43s 147e
green
A cypress tree
drifts past me
like an iceberg
on a Hobart road.
42 days
42 x A4 digital prints on paper
These images integrate some of the drawings made on location during a 42 day scientific expedition to Davis and Mawson, with sound forms of my speaking voice, and track data of dates, times and positions. The captions are drawn from the animated film of the same title (2003).
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