Ritual objects dreamt
some found, some of clay
Pigment print, frame
FRUTA PRIETA: De la nada 1+2, 2018
These came to me in a vision. In the deep, closed eye space of meditation. The hurricane and its horrors looming large in past and future. Fruits kept coming up, ripening, rotting, darkening, against ultra-black nothing. The meaning of fruit began to shift. Some of the objects in this series I found, some I made out of clay, out of earth.