Lee Deigaard

  • WORK BY MEDIUM
    • Photography
      • Unbidden
        • Unbidden (i)
        • Unbidden (ii)
        • Sagacious Creatures
        • Horse: Nocturnal
        • Installation Trespass
        • installation views
      • Equuleus
      • Crusher Run
      • Horse: Diurnal
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      • Dirty/Pure
      • Dirty Lick
      • Embedded Lenses
      • Exploded Trees
      • Things Fall Apart
    • Photogenic Drawings
      • Encephalograms
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      • Photogenic Drawings: Petri
      • Photogenic Drawings: Untitled (fluoroscopy)
      • Photogenic Drawings: Vortices III
    • Drawing/ Painting
      • Ink Drawings of Trees
      • Vortices
      • Trees
      • Drawings
    • Installation
      • One Thing Leads to Another
      • Pulse
      • Submerge
      • Crusher Run
      • Flow
      • Steady Star
      • A Tree Falls
      • Eclogue
    • Projects
      • Horses at the Museum
        • How to Invite a Horse to a Museum
        • Gus and Deuce Go Elsewhere (video)
        • Gus and Deuce Go Elsewhere [stills]
        • Field Trip
        • One Day
    • Sculpture
      • Forms
      • Hybrid Woman
      • Topsy
      • Horse and Rider
      • Heads
      • Heads
      • Heads, in the hand
      • Body
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      • Gus and Deuce Go Elsewhere (video)
      • Plastic Gulf
      • Steady Star
      • One Thing Leads to Another
  • WORK BY CONCEPT
    • Recent
    • Things Fall Apart
      • Things Fall Apart
      • Exploded Trees
      • A Tree Falls
    • Photogenic Drawings
      • Photogenic Drawings of Trees
      • Encephalograms
      • Photogenic Drawings: Petri
      • Photogenic Drawings: Untitled (fluoroscopy)
      • Photogenic Drawings: Vortices III
    • Animal Protagonist
      • Unbidden (i)
      • Unbidden (ii)
      • Sagacious Creatures
      • Topsy
      • Horse: Nocturnal
    • Horse
      • Equuleus
      • Horses at the Museum
        • Gus and Deuce Go Elsewhere (video)
        • Gus and Deuce Go Elsewhere [stills]
        • How to Invite a Horse to a Museum
        • Field Trip
        • One Day
      • One Thing Leads to Another
      • Horse: Diurnal
      • Horse: Nocturnal
      • Dirty/Pure
    • Topography
      • Crusher Run
      • Ink Drawings of Trees
      • Vortices
    • Moving Parts
      • Plastic Gulf
      • Steady Star
    • Body/Corporal
      • Equuleus
      • Forms
      • Hybrid Woman
      • Dirty Lick
      • Dirty/Pure
      • Horse and Rider
      • Body
      • Heads
      • Heads
      • Heads, in the hand
    • Forensic
      • Exploded Trees
      • Embedded Lenses
    • Textual
      • Dirty/Pure
    • Immersive
      • Pulse
      • Steady Star
      • Submerge
      • Flow
  • CURATE/COLLAB
    • Latin for Crab
    • PhotoBOMB
    • Standing Heat
    • You Beautiful Bitch
    • Animal Proximity
    • Sfumato
    • at The Front
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    • a tree falls
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a tree falls    Read about project

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What the Wind Wrought, dye-sublimated prints on metal: Mother, at watch; her Fledgling, down; Broken egg, blown from adjacent nest

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Iceberg, Maelstrom, Flotsam

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The Rolling World (LAX to MSY): digital video animation, kitchen table

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Fallen

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Without a Trace

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Supine

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Summer [After the Tornadoes] (i) & (ii), watercolor on wood panel

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installation view

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detail, projection ring, artificial sod

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  • A Tree Falls

    A thing disregarded. An unknown event. Examine minutely. Take the long view. Recollect a longing, a precognition. Relics survive the eye of the storm, the passage of time. Forensics rejects hindsight, considers the thing imagined.

    The world turns. The earth stood still. A deer supine in leaves, perfect in body, without mark or wound. Songbirds drop from the sky. The things they have seen and never told.

    Rise above. Things vanish. Washed away by the rain. Taken by the tornado. Grown small in the distance. New green grows among broken limbs and shattered trees, the hole in the sky having brought the sun. Soon, this will become the way it was.

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