

In our property-laden,
urban-sprawling invasion
of forest and chaparral,
we implore our mechanical ANGELS,
our fire-fighting heroes--
our martyred SAINTS--
to intercede with GAIA:
Tamp down her fiery indignation,
fueled by our neglect
by our constraint
of her natural cycles
of Destruction and Rebirth.
Salva me, salva me.
Salva mio.
This is my first piece of "public art," created with the 2009 Station Fire, in which two firefighters died. I really pushed some personal skill boundaries here, and I can't wait till Spring, when I can truly anneal these pieces and mount them permanently. Next step--to find a fitting home.