Owen's Ark

The flood myth suggests the protection of limited human life amid destruction, a story which worried me growing up… who would be saved, what would happen to all the others? Loosely based on this myth and the idea of partnership, Owen’s Ark slows time, gathering a group unlikely to befriend each other, yet settled and sharing space within pattern, texture, and proximity. The window looks out onto not one, but many branches multiplied. I imagine instead of the turbulent tossing, a sharing of story and a slight rocking.