lobos (2009) is a collection of photographs and contemplative writings created over long summer days on point lobos, california, a place i have known deeply and visited since childhood.
“i am not, in the dreams lobos makes, a guardian of light, or color, or splendor––i am not torn, as in a remainder of life, between calm and noise, breaking into some third space––i am not crossing seas that were once consolations, or stewarding the earth or its shorelines––i am not a counterpresence of eyes that crawl through thickets, or slip down walkingpaths with the attributes of views––i am not one to believe in bravery or the solitariness of souls proceeding uncautiously before and after me into history—it simply happens, in the dreams, that i cease to recuperate things from doubt: cypress and sea wolves bark hoarsely into shadows, salt and mist become solid stone, sunsets burn with poem-like tremors, and the sun itself shines as an aliveness that falls and keeps on falling—when i find out what it is to wake from all of this, what it is to be drifting from the ordinary, alien humanness of just-being-myself, night comes on, little by little, and lobos’ stars are punctures in its blackness—”
—jason francisco, from the foreword