An energized vacancy remains when someone leaves. Visions swirl in our brains as we process the void. In this series, I have used the empty bed to represent this absence. It is the most vulnerable space we occupy while we are here, and our departure leaves behind a magic dust of presence.
At dawn, the shoeless lady chatters.
16 X 20, acrylic, photo transfer on canvas
The Smile Room
12 X 16, acrylic, charcoal, photo transfer on canvas
The insomnia shroud
16 X 20, acrylic, graphite on canvas
Whose fingerprints do mine overlap? 14 X 18, acrylic and charcoal on canvas
And sometimes it would rain. 12 X 16, acrylic, graphite, and photo transfer on canvas
The brief fragrance of having lived
16 X 20, acrylic, charcoal, photo transfer on canvas
