building the world ii

drawings (2021-22)

the word changer

every room

the regenerator

building the world i

~ space / a tie made from consciousness, rope, hunger, twine.

Excerpt from statement:

“looking for “one universal energy which runs through everything: from insect to man, from man to spectre, from spectre to plant, from plant to galaxy.”

- ana mendieta

Each day at the farm I dig my hands into the earth. Each time I brush my fingertips against the iridescent silty sandy loamy ground it erodes my fingerprints. But I dont mind. At first I scrubbed hard to rid myself of the dirt that built up between every crevice on my skin. Each raised line on my fingerprints a mountain, and the valleys filled with earth until the landscape became level and you could skate across the surface. Now I welcome the dirt as a friend. I imagine the plants, vegetables, grasses, bugs speaking to each other, looking up towards me with benevolence as I dig around them like a puppy. I thank the dirt for helping me remember my tie to each and every thing around me. A tie made from consciousness, rope, hunger, twine.