core marks
soft core
we are in the body of the lighthouse and I place a bottle of my ink on the table and we talk of mothers that are in us and of finding places to be and ways to see and of Eunice and Minnie and just saying they didn’t exist doesn’t mean they didn’t hold each other and kiss and then we talk of chairs and of letting some of this go
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into the blue along with the window’s sea-licked salt hue and the musky whisper of the spider's dust and from speaking backwards and just bathwater and forget-me-nots and light - always light - and dismantling and desire and…
bath
300cm x 150cm
elder ink and charcoal on paper
speaking backwards
300 x 150cm
elder ink and charcoal on paper
forgetmenot
150 x 150cm
elder ink and charcoal on paper
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