This quiet loneliness swept up by the tide dances on the ocean under a moonlit sky.


Articulations of my apology to loneliness in a series of lost wax sculptures.

Seeing the lightness of loneliness in darkness. She is free without limbs, six white beads balanced on her forehead. Two birds sit comfortably on the skirt of ocean tides. She sees the light within her own darkness reflecting into the sky.