Today, I died my hundredth thousandth and first death

Earth, stone, wood, shell, grass, thread, beads

shown at OOSOOM, Summerhall | October 2023

“We die many deaths over our lives, both small and large. This piece was inspired by a practice offered by Clarissa Pinkola Estés in her book Women who run with the wolves; it is a conscious exploration, remembering and honouring of those parts of myself which I am ready to lay to rest. Those parts of myself which have been and gone, and those which never had the chance to surface for air. Here, I mark the roads I did not take, the paths which were cut off, profound tragedies, betrayals and deaths. This piece is a love letter to myself, a blessing, as I honour my past and lay it to rest.”