In the late 1920s, Seattle based artist and architect Boyce Gulley was diagnosed with tuberculosis and given six months to live. What seemed like an overnight decision, Gulley left his family, giving them no knowledge of his diagnosis nor his destination. He took off. He found himself in the desert climate of Arizona, where he survived his illness but dwelled in memories of his daughter Mary Lou. He longed for their time spent together during summers at the beach. They had built sandcastles, and she dreamed of living in her own one day. Gulley, perhaps from love, or guilt, set himself a mission to leave his legacy out of the red clay desert earth.
WELCOME TO MY CAMELOT
Let the sandcastle wither in yesterdays tide
I will build you a fortress that time can not erase
Photography & words by Clay Rasmussen
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