Father’s birthday- father’s hands…
Notebook
27.05.20 stitching
I remember holding my left hand by its left side (little finger side) into the palm of my right hand. The heat comes from the inside of my palm and more fragile and cooler left little finger and side rest into the right palm like a warm bed.
25.05.20 drawing left hand- assemblage
studio. hands as figures. As I stitch I look at the images of the hands holding, I think of each of the person’s hands in the gloves (though they are not here). I give time to practice and orient to the details of the holds; which fingers are touching each other? points of contact, the relationship between fingers, the palm and the back of the hand and where they are placed on each body. The stitches Read More
10.05.20 stitching
Melting. Falling Slowly. Supported. Collapsing. (The words are connected by a blood line running from my heart to my hands…beyond).
06.05.20 stitching
My left thumb is slightly small than the right. I used to suck the left one as a child with the index finger hooked over my nose. I did this until I was 11. A comforting.
05.05.20 stitching
homecoming like minded soul son lover twin been apart where did we go? we hold tingle pulsate and part looking, really looking across the room open windows and wait in silence watch the billowing curtains we brush as we make coffee and again hold as we sit across the table me and me meeting like no other