For 20 years now my body has been battered by that of my own hand as well as that of the chronic condition I do not have any control over. From the birthmarks, scars, hair, limbs, fingers and toes, I am brought a sense of unease when I am alone with myself. To be Whole Again navigates my sense of limbo. As an exasperated attempt at healing I bring myself to unknown landscapes looking for a sense of peace. A sense I am unsure I will ever feel within myself. I search for bits and pieces of my body reflecting themselves within the trees, grass, water and sand. I grasp at fragments in these new homes; examining the surfaces of the earth with a newfound understanding that they might be as damaged of a home as that of my own body.
January - May 2023
