My previous iterations of this project manifested as a gallery show.
But when the owners of Ravensgate gallery invited me back for a third show in their space, I made the difficult decision to decline.
This request came at the start of the year when it was still cold and the year spread out before me, draped in possibility. It was the time when businesses make plans. It was the time when goals begin as brainstorms.
I remember getting this request and sitting with how to answer it. I ruminated on the project during my winter walks, bundled and buzzing. I was (and still am) learning to lean into my intuition- my gut. The past few years have showed me that when I take the time to be completely alone with my questions for long stretches at a time, I can begin to feel that my body already holds the answers.
In this case, I felt that the project needed a change. The idea of creating flat objects to be hung on a wall, with a deadline and an opening reception and flyers and pricing and all the things I've already done felt like something I'd already done. Of course, I'm so grateful to have had those beautiful shows, and they were cherished experiences, but I felt that another year of the same approach could suck the life out of the project. (…even though… it's about… death.)
So this year, the project is an installation.
