In Search of Jack.
Not long ago
In a place not far away ( Crockett Texas )
I went searching.
Wondered. Wandered to find stories, traces relics, clues leading to the disappearance of a relative near yet far from me.
My great great Grand father Jack Givens, who shortly after witnessing the birth of his son Solomon in 1903. Went missing. Drifted. Vanished. And no one knows how. And no one knows why and n one knows where. he went. And so I packed a bag and motioned to the place where my peoples peoples once lived and rummaged. Peered. Crept and explored those once lived stories, those once lived spaces, in search for clues of what may have happened. And what I saw. And what I heard. And what I found was something other. Something different that intention. Beyond the flesh. I came in touch with spirit.
Spirit of creation colour and light.
Spirit of complexity. Spirit of feeling sensation and intuition. I found my familiar
What began as a simple summer excursion, turned, motioned, transformed. Manifested into a great shift in consciousness. A confrontation of self. Who was I truly looking for? A relative ,one gone from me over a century ago? Throughout this page you will find images of some of the material matter collected and gathered from the exploration.