This series of photocollages is about surrender. The willingness to stand in the dark unknown yields an unexpected gift. Here it is a feather, a blessing of beauty and a promise of flight.
These pieces began years before their completion. As a new mother, exhausted, all I craved was to make something simple and tactile. I took out my needle and thread and stitched bits of archival tissue paper together. I needed to mend something delicate.
Later I heard one of my favorite authors, Terry Tempest Williams, speak of birds, family, flight, and the sacredness of nature. Inspired by her words, I came home and made photographs using my own body to articulate the tension between freedom and nesting, receiving and letting go.
When I printed those images on transparencies, I found the stitched tissue paper to be a perfect underlayer for many of these collages. Everything finds it place. The mended tissue acts as a reminder that no matter how life tears us apart, somehow we endure and find our way back to wholeness again. Layered under the tissue are maps and handwritten texts that evoke the complexity of lived experience.
Feathers adorn the blackness. The birds from which they come inhabit the sky, metaphorically bridging the space between heaven and earth, the human and the divine. Today, these collages remind me that even though the darkness may be vast, there is in stillness an inexplicable and brilliant grace that surrounds us all.
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