June 11, 2024

Embodying Home | Red Deer Fine Art Photographer

Earthen shell

this mass of sinew and tissue

I have seen most clearly

the scars that mark you.

Yet I love every imperfection

as if they were lined in gold.

Do not shrink from me,

my clay-made image

though dust you will become

I rejoice in our withering

as I should have rejoiced in our youth.

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about the witch who wrote this

half-feral, visual memoirist and earth mystic with a gift for offending people unintentionally. I believe art is a sacred practice of presence that is forged through the audacity to believe that our lived experience is worthy of witness.

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