Going back to boxes, where I started my art journey.
"Left Behind" is my spring/Easter piece. An old slide box of
microbial pathogen specimens left behind by my father, who left me behind, as I
will leave others behind. Left behind, too, by a fundamentalist daughter, who
no doubt believes that I will be among those left behind at the second coming.
Cicada casings left behind by emergent insects, in anticipation of Brood XIII
and XIX that will deafen Illinois this year. Death, where is thy sting? Zombie apocalypse?
Christian apocalypse? Environmental collapse? Maybe, but spring is almost here,
and life returns.
Cicada shells, epoxy, calcite rocks, watch dial, stamps,
type metal cast into irregular cross in a cracked log.
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