I was having dinner with a friend who asked me why I cut my paintings apart. It is a common question I receive about my work. The answer went something like this:
Running my finger around the porcelain tea bowl, I asked him, “Do you see this? It is perfect.”
I held the cup up to […]

The Flaw is the Invitation

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Empty spaces left
to be filled
with experiences and memories
stored in another’s heart.
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The fragments are from the lower right corner of the painting.

Icicle Creek (collection of the artist)

Zamma and I have been camping on death’s door, the holy door. Up, down, sliding, recovering, it has been two weeks at the threshold, waiting in uncertainty. Zamma will decide.

We are two old friends.
Zamma is ancient approaching her twenty-third year. My wee girlie of the feral clans is not much bigger than two handfuls, yet […]