Today, I died my hundredth thousandth and first death, October 2023

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

shown at OOSOOM Exhibition, Summerhall, Edinburgh

“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.”