Friendship stands and a river flows behind Nowhere Archery. Canoeing lonely stretches of the Oconee Forks and walking nearly forgotten landscapes, informed and strengthened a growing friendship, enriching a living sense of the land. When we restrung a dormant bow that spanned above a doorway exit, an old art was revitalized as new arrows flew over broad meadows and through oaky woods. Along an enchanted shoal of the Apalachee River, where the quintessence is “weaving” water and stone, we found an insightful home for the praxis, remembering dynamics of stillness and motion, learning new depths with the art. Nowhere Archery is a simple expression of the pleasure we find in sharing this royal art.
noketcheemico on Mother of Bows Leon Zordan on Mother of Bows