Roos Dijkhuizen Commission day 4

Stornoway > Callanish > Stornoway​

They shuffled their small and irregular shapes into a rough chain, like a primitive necklace and became fixed forever as the outer hebrides, a marvellous but fragile world on the edge of a wild ocean. -Anon

Through the brown moor, past the frames of houses and plastic shells forgotten or lost to those who brought them there, I came across the settlement of a 5,000 year old composition of rock.

​Also ​marking the land at one stage​, but​ unknown to be forever left in position. Their presence and placement on this elevated patch made the otherwise ordinary landscape around it incredibly mystique. I felt on the edge, able to see a 360 horizon and picturing my location on a mental map. Wandering around the grounds of Callanish instigated a feeling for all previous human movements and activity on the same turf. I was convinced I understood the symbology of constructing the stone circle in that spot, merely an observation, while reliving potential geographical steps.

There is no human here now, but there was and will be. Wandering through, they are there and then here, in the distance, in the past, foreseen to arrive. Signifiers, standing in time, what can we predict when we were not there, we are here. Now you see me. We met and we keep meeting.