In the wake of a recent death, grief feels like an obstructed landscape, a temporary home. Constructions of grief are what is built out of need and desire and sadness. Remembrance is a game of obscuring and revealing. Death means being categorized by the living - the casting of something that was there but isn't any longer.

These drawings are returns to categories, lists of people I have known to die, dangerous symbols, places forbidden to go. The sculpture is a ghostly mimic of the robe of Bernini's St. Theresa, pierced through the heart with an golden arrow, a martyr for ecstasy. 

Exhibited in Santa Reparata, Florence, Italy.

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