George McLeod
Trinity Site, 2019
Archival Pigment Print, Mounted Dibond in custom frame;
White washed Tulip with antireflective Art Glass
White washed Tulip with antireflective Art Glass
134 x 70.5 cm (Framed)
Edition of 3 + 2 AP
© George McLeod
'The shifting gypsum sand dunes of White Sands National Park are simultaneously the most alien landscape I have ever experienced, and possibly the most beautiful. The white hot glow of...
"The shifting gypsum sand dunes of White Sands National Park are simultaneously the most alien landscape I have ever experienced, and possibly the most beautiful.
The white hot glow of sunset, a directional heat so intense that ones gaze must be averted, hinted at its ominous past, the location of the first ever nuclear detonation, which was on the adjacent What Sands Missile Range.
The site is also home to what are possibly the oldest preserved human footprints, bleached white in the fossilised gypsum. The only sign of life we saw were jet black beetles that appeared as the sun went down, although we were acutely aware that we were guests in the territory of rattlesnakes, jumping spiders, and even something called the 'Tarantula Hawk Wasp'.
In that moment between day and night, positioned between military testing facilities, on ground that was once Mexico, where the surrounding population fear the wind blowing in their direction, it felt truly like we had passed over into another realm." - George McLeod
The white hot glow of sunset, a directional heat so intense that ones gaze must be averted, hinted at its ominous past, the location of the first ever nuclear detonation, which was on the adjacent What Sands Missile Range.
The site is also home to what are possibly the oldest preserved human footprints, bleached white in the fossilised gypsum. The only sign of life we saw were jet black beetles that appeared as the sun went down, although we were acutely aware that we were guests in the territory of rattlesnakes, jumping spiders, and even something called the 'Tarantula Hawk Wasp'.
In that moment between day and night, positioned between military testing facilities, on ground that was once Mexico, where the surrounding population fear the wind blowing in their direction, it felt truly like we had passed over into another realm." - George McLeod