If I Could Be Just One Place
29.5”h x 18”w
created in response to Tattler Creek
composed by Dawn Sonntag
A creek falls through a canyon sometimes steep and narrow, sometimes wide and mellow, water meandering through rocks and gravel. The pace of the music said high summer, low water flow—finding pathways rather than torrents cutting channels. The sun is shining. Clouds drift past on breezes. A beautiful day in the tundra—here a small bird dashing through the moving water—there a pika gathering hay for the inevitable cold winter. In a few square miles are every bird, lichen, animal, flower, insect, and fungus that make the alpine tundra what it is—everything moving and yet standing still. Ancient dinosaur tracks mark the stillness.