October 2018 | Fire Night performance | plywood, acrylic paint, spray paint, packing tape, newspaper, flour | 30" x 24" x 30"
I fell to my knees, falling into the flood waters that rose viciously up to my throat, taking life and strangling it. I would curse the sun and its false prophecies and false promises. I would curse the clouds that haunted and stalked me. All releasing some of the flood that was drowning me. Life slowly deteriorating from within me. It fed until my head wasn’t mine anymore, my mind wasn’t mine. My arms became so numb that I could no longer feel. Screaming for help only my voice was no longer mine. It had consumed me, intertwining around my organs and squeezing around my heart. I would let it take over in hopes to release me from the consistent drowning that was occurring within my soul. No one ever saw. No one ever helped.