The Red Door and the Golden Wall of Lichen. 9″ x 7″. 2016.
Tapestry, woven with Irish materials including dyed wools, lichen, found fishing net and ropes, seaweed.
Studies in Dark and Grey: The Smell of Life. 11″ x 15″. 2016
Drawing with Indian Ink, graphite, thread, rope fragments.
Studies in Dark and Grey: Catching the Fall. 11″ x 15″. 2016
Drawing with indian ink, thread and rope fragments
Mending
Tying, wrapping, binding
stitching together
what was coming apart.
What is now weak
short
useless
fallen by the wayside
forgotten run over discarded
lost to value
nothing.
Gathering unlikely pieces
to make great again.
Knots become beautiful in their weariness.
Signs of men making lives
tying purpose together
to hold promise against all odds
of wind and sea and storm.
It is worth the care
of mending what once served
great acts of being.
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Mending.
Fragments of rope collected off the docks in Ireland.
In The Balance
Ropes
unraveled, cut, and broken.
Once so strong you tied a ship to shore.
I look to find the feminine in you.
How will you face the wind
now that you have softened?
I tangle inside your tangle
and find warmth,
where once you were cold, strong and hard.
Can you hear the song of the sea
in your life threads?
Does the taste of salt linger
on your breath
of memory, held tight to shore,
coaxed by sea and tide and weather
to cut lose and sail?
Return to shore
and keep me from the cold
the salt, the wet.
And tell me your stories of battles fought.
I will listen
and find in you, me.
In the Balance.
Fragments of rope collected off the docks in Ireland.
Ring Around
How my body
nestles
into yours
like it was made
that way.
The three
the two
the one
bending and swaying
twisting
stronger as one.
The ring
that once tied
the knot
rusts
still a ring
still surrounding
us.
Ring Around
Fiber, fragments of rope collected off the docks in Ireland.