Erinn Springer

A living and breathing testament to the spiritual connectedness and impermanence of all things, The Wind Hurries On is a portrait of my home in northern Wisconsin. In a land defined by its cyclical nature, the series explores the intertwining of the ecosystem: human’s relationship to the land and to animals, the co-existence of faith and reason, and the shared narrative of how we are born, and age, and die. The vignettes contrast shadow with light, dormancy with renewal, and fleeting moments with remembrance. Gleaning its name from Aldo Leopold’s Sand County Almanac, The Wind Hurries On amplifies and personifies the voice of the seasons as the connecting point between the surreal and the certain, “The wind that makes music in November corn is in a hurry. The stalks hum, the loose husks whisk skyward in half-playing swirls, and the wind hurries on… A tree tries to argue, bare limbs waving, but there is no detaining the wind.”