Eroding Alphabets

Before I had the vocabulary to describe it, I perceived certain forms and beings in the landscape as ‘texts’: tracks, patterns in dry earth or tree bark, lichens and mushrooms fruiting, stones piled on a beach, waves, plant structures, and so on. These forms and patterns were communicating something, even if that something was inscrutable, … Read more

Isolation

I started this quilted, embroidered flag back in August. It’s slow going, but slow is sort of my thing. The texts, in both English and Arabic, explore positive and not-so positive facets of being alone. I imagine it, when finished, as my take on the hanging ode, and simultaneously, a plague-flag to hang outside the … Read more