A narrow trench or ravine with steep earthen walls stretches into the distance in black and white.
Weathered rock formations with sparse grass tufts in black and white.
Narrow passage between two white stone walls under bright sky, creating stark contrast and deep shadow.
A narrow trench with steep earthen walls leads toward a distant sky with white clouds and sparse vegetation visible at the top.
Weathered stone surface with deep grooves and sparse vegetation in black and white.
A narrow rocky crevasse with grass growing between weathered stone walls under overcast sky.
Unfocused view of a rocky trench under cloudy sky.
Unfocused view of a rocky trench under cloudy sky.
Deep furrow in plowed earth stretches toward distant horizon in black and white.
Close-up of contrasting black and white textured surfaces meeting at an angle.
Deep crevasse or trench with dark shadows and sparse vegetation visible at the edge.
Textured stone surface in sharp focus with blurred landscape in background, black and white.
Rocky terrain with scattered stones and sparse vegetation in black and white.
Weathered concrete surface with deep pores and erosion marks in black and white.
Person in dark pants walking through a stone trench with sparse grass and misty landscape behind.
A trench being dug by an industrial jackhammer.
A trench being dug by an industrial jackhammer.
A trench being dug by an industrial jackhammer.
A trench being dug by an industrial jackhammer.
Weathered stone block with surface texture against white wall and gravel ground.

As Explained Elsewhere

The function of Malta's cart ruts has long been a matter of speculation; despite decades of research, their origins remain unresolved.

Still they tell of a fundamental human impulse: to inscribe ourselves into the earth, to cut and carve, to impose lines, order, and meaning onto the landscape. But meaning is not permanent and over time, the marks we leave behind can become opaque, like a foreign language whose key has been lost.

Having outlived all memory of their making, the ruts exist now as pure form, slowly eroding or disappearing beneath new development. The work is a record of what persists after purpose has been forgotten: lines still legible but no longer readable.

with the support of Cultures Moves Europe