14”x14” Mixed Media
Some people leave a mark so deep they become part of the ground you stand on. This piece holds them — each fragment embedded in the seam between darkness and warmth, distinct in color and weight, none interchangeable. A brass chain threads through, partially buried, partially surfacing, the way memory connects what remains. The surrounding field is amber and worn, like light that has been kept a long time. They are not gone. They are here.
14”x14” Mixed Media
Some people leave a mark so deep they become part of the ground you stand on. This piece holds them — each fragment embedded in the seam between darkness and warmth, distinct in color and weight, none interchangeable. A brass chain threads through, partially buried, partially surfacing, the way memory connects what remains. The surrounding field is amber and worn, like light that has been kept a long time. They are not gone. They are here.