I am curious about symbols of the spirit passed down through ancestry and collective memory. The use of bright colors depicts how vibrant memories of the past can be, that they appear almost animated. My journey with the arts merges with my work and research focus in the fields of political culture, heritage, and identity. The merging of the two disciplines illustrates a continuum of the human experience often appearing as fragmented and displaced through time. Placing relevance to storytelling as a powerful tool in stitching time and space together.
I am en route of revisiting it. In my dreams, I see a waterfall pouring out of a golden castle, a thin ankled woman adorned in purple silk. Water and fire circling a crocodile next to a willow tree glistening in soft light. As I look up, I see a white flag resting on the peak of a nimbus. I don’t think boundaries exist here.
