unfinished poem - details

 

snippets from the exhibit's audio tour:

i built this piece with hundreds of egg shells, 

broken down just so 

into thousands of pieces, 

painted delicately with layers of acrylic paint, 

fitted together like a giant puzzle 

for which i lacked the solution.

 

while i wonder about the big picture, 

somewhere in wonderland, 

the white queen reminds alice that 

it is indeed ‘ a poor sort of memory 

that only works backwards’.  

 the piece becomes a meditation on longing, 

remembrance, and becoming one’s true self. 

naturally, this process requires 

the slow savoring 

of countless pots of tea, 

which spill into the painting, 

adding the only color. 

as i explore the life and history 

contained in these discarded kitchen scraps, 

and other bits of found objects, 

i allow theirs stories to work 

on my own biases of brokenness and wholeness, 

of vulnerability, 

of being and becoming.   

my work is a relentless search for poetry 

in the debris, 

an affirmation of life and possibility. 

 many thanks to my dear friend albert of secondprint productions, for capturing these lovely shots.