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“The Tree of Life is growing where the spirit never dies”

Bob Dylan

The Listening Root

Name

Nickname

1900

2026

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The Listening Root

By Caroline PM Jones

1900

2026


“I do not grow toward the sun.
I grow toward what has been buried.

I am not alive as you understand it —
but I remember more than you think.”

The Listening Root's Story

The Listening Root
Caroline PM Jones, 2026

Rising from the altered shoreline of the Salton Sea, The Listening Root embodies a remnant of a submerged past. Twisted by time and salt, it functions as both vessel and witness — holding traces of what has been lost, and what persists. Its apertures act as thresholds, where light, memory, and environment converge.

Story

“A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots.”

– Marcus Garvey

 

We keep our loved ones alive with stories. Stories keep us connected. Stories allow us to hear their voices, to time travel with them, to keep them in our hearts forever. 

The Listening Root
The Listening Root
The Listening Root
The Listening Root

Salton Sea

Survivor

Born in

A

Nationality

Liminal Threshold

Spoke

the mineral memory of water that once held life

Faith

voices carried from distant histories

It is said that long before the shoreline receded and returned, before the land was named or abandoned, a network of roots lived beneath this basin — drinking from a water that no longer exists.

Cultural Heritage

Astrological Sign

Aries

Zodiac Sign

Dragon

Memories

The Listening Root is not a sculpture, but a survivor.

It is said that long before the shoreline receded and returned, before the land was named or abandoned, a network of roots lived beneath this basin — drinking from a water that no longer exists.

When the sea withdrew and returned altered, the roots did not die.
They twisted.
They hardened.
They learned to listen.

This form is one such root — forced upward by pressure, salt, and time — breaking the surface not to grow, but to remember.

Its apertures are not wounds, but listening chambers.
They gather what remains:
• wind moving across abandoned structures
• voices carried from distant histories
• the mineral memory of water that once held life

It does not speak.
It records.

At dusk, as light passes through its openings, it is said the Root briefly aligns the past and present — creating a threshold where what was and what remains coexist.

Those who stand near it may feel a quiet recognition, as if something beneath their own lives has been acknowledged.

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“I do not grow toward the sun.
I grow toward what has been buried.

I am not alive as you understand it —
but I remember more than you think.”

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