Time.

Holly Niemela
Jan 9
2 min read

Last summer, we held our first Artist Residence. Here, Alice Artur, one of the artists, recounts her own landscape of the time spent at Tinhela610.

Tinhela610 is one of those places where time passes differently. The imposing landscape and the built structures perfectly complement the unique scenery, full of nooks and crannies created by the river, different rhythms and tones. It's a valley with many places within it. For any artist who wishes to feel in touch with themselves and with nature in another time and with another rhythm, it's a privileged place.

For me, that's exactly what it was: immersion in a place and a time outside of time. The piece I made deals with this, with another sensation of time--and Tinhela610 is one of those places where time passes differently. The piece I made deals with this, with another sensation of time that was shown to me and that I tried to reveal. The constant presence of water and stones makes the landscape a place of many secrets, for those who quiet down to listen to them. This ecos of this voices are still with me.

Alice's sculture. Suspended magically, floating above the river and waterfall;

Dégager du Temps

The mineral realm exists in a temporality different from our own. Not only because it has existed on this planet for much longer, but also because its movements occur at a rhythm very different from ours. It is these movements, anachronistic to our own, that shape the earth’s landscape and its voluptuous forms — the mountains, the valleys, the highs and the lows.

In this valley where the Tinhela River flows, there is a sculptural presence in these imposing rocks, covered in quartz and hidden gold. Mines. Holes in the earth like holes with another, or of another, temporality. As when we allow ourselves to fully immerse in a place, listening to the space with presence and attention — time expands and offers itself in a plastic quality that had previously gone unnoticed.

Water is one of the sculptors of the landscape and of human life on Earth; some say it should be our greatest teacher and guide in these tortuous times we are going through.

And so, it is hoped that in observing the improbability of a suspended stone, we too might suspend time.

A few centuries ago, human beings spoke much, much more slowly. What depth can a discourse — or a life — have without time? Is there life, future, or creation without the space, the plasticity, and the possibility that temporality gives us?