Community

oil & acrylic

30x30in

the outer shell of wings

hollow tummy

soil laced with romanticism 

to be birthed in the fur of venus 

in accordance to the calling of the soul house

inter-connected candles

sprouted in union

the tip of each flame 

yearning for an infinite fire

melting us to the core of our hearts

which we surrender

to become one 

dancing amongst the flames of grass

full body scan meditation

the scanner of my mind envisioned a gorilla

preparing to fight for war

what am i fighting against?

grass pierced through my gut

and i blend into its flames 

now i am calm 

and inevitably ready

for truth to speak for itself

dove with an inverted wing

made in lace

cut from the same cloth

as the flies below

reaching for their kindred spirits

tucked into the teeth of our soil

the flesh of deer

thriving in their afterlife

wounded by the lack of tenderness

to sensitivity

by the blind

of red & green

lace

grass

flesh

wax

composing a full body mirror

a full body scan 

but where are my wings? 

i am left with its hollowed shell

destined to cling