This installation is a work in progress.
It is a never ending search for something beautiful in the wreckage. I can never reach a settled place– but god I delight in my own futile attempts to select, lug, contain, arrange, adornment, hide, select, accumulate, jettison, salvage and reveal something true about.
oh, BIG fairytale NOUNS like house, path and tresses…
Oh to…
the goddess who lives behind the stove
my shorn hair
my sick mother
my lost house
all the absent mothers in the fairytales
all the red of fruit and capes and blood and slippers
Oh to…
my angry daughters
my lost tooth
my lost childhood
tender obsessions
toil
the rice paddy
Aschenputtel
Demeter
Grandmother
sobs
fits
and
bliss.
THE GODS SET TASKS…the goddesses set others.