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Behind the Cyclic Sky
Pine stained with menstrual blood (my own; nine months' worth), old window unearthed from the yard of the home where my mother lived and endured loss and grew her garden, Phragmites (from the shoreline where she tried to teach me to float, despite my intense fear of sinking), sand, small stones, natural objects my hands love to hold, spray paint, lumber, hardware
2024
56" x 68" x 13"
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