“She Fell, He Desintegrated, Black Flowers Rained down as Darkness Descended”,
This piece is a Memorial to my deceased husband. A great Oka blew sidewys during the highest winds in our woods on the top of a mountain. I tried to save the tree for theree years with poles, wtering it and putting soil in the large hole it it's base.
A Drought set in for two years. The great Oak withered and died. When it did, I knew my husband did would not survive.
The photograph of the tree became a photogravure which I then blew up very large. As with our memories, the event became changed and more able to be felt in my heart and not denied. The many concantonations of the image through processes:
photgraphy, photogravure, giclee print, then drawing with graphite, charcoal, chalk, pastel, collographed with wood, birch bark, wasp paper, rose petals, snake skin, latex, urethane, feathers and bone allows the liminal to subsume my my loss.
"Book of the Dead Coffin Box, photogravure book, feathers, bone chips sits on the floor of the site
(needs to be assembled from the parts)
Material: wood, bone. Found object
Style: ad hoc, arte povera, Nature
Subject; love, death, mourning,
Color, greys, black, blush/red
