The Edges of Cliffs Blur like Mist

The Edges of Cliffs Blur like Mist takes its title from the opening paragraphs of Delia Falconer’s The Service of Clouds - “To live in that high land is to lose familiarity with the shape of things… When the mists come, the edges of cliffs blur, rocks melt, chasms close over.”

Increasingly ‘fog’ has become a meeting point in our thinking across material, space, and sound. Fog offers a density and thickness of experience, or an atmospheric state which filters and transforms light and sound.

In this installation we consider fog as a threshold state: a shifting condition in which distinctions between solid and diffuse, transparent and opaque, sound and echo, begin to dissolve.

Combining kiln-formed glass fused with Hawkesbury Sandstone, cast concrete, and multichannel sound, the installation considers how materials carry traces of climatic and geological time. Thirteen suspended glass forms drift between translucency and density as light changes and viewers (and listeners!) move through the space.

A ten-minute composition unfolds across ten channels in slow, diffused layers that mirror the movement and density of fog, creating unstable acoustic thresholds where sounds emerge, recede, and return as echoes of themselves. Moving between sculpture and sound, we create an environment attuned to the edges of sensory experience.