21.0 x 29.7cm
( 2019 )
A response to the poem Low Roaming Cloud ( 2019 ) and one of a body of drawings that I make to draw myself to sleep and tunnel me out of anxiety.
The hypersensitivity to sounds and textures that we experience
as we rest in comfort, the state of being between wake or sleep
and the vulnerability of death is something I am currently learning to accept
and explore within my new work. Reanimating immortality, rehabilitating modes of existence through amplifying the sensorial.