Up River, Down River, Great River

Letterpress (hand set type), Handmade Abaca Paper, Handmade Milkweed Paper, Handmade Abaca paper with Milkweed inclusions, Handmade Peanut Paper, Handmade Flax Paper, Original Text

Tar Pulp Paintings

Tar, Handmade Abaca Paper, Pigmented Pulps

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Handmade Abaca and Milkweed paper with smells of vanilla, ginger, and cinnamon, Letterpress

  Preface   Original Text, Vanilla, Ginger, Cinnamon, Cotton    Text reads as follows:  Trying to imbibe in histories  unknown, untold, usurped.  Depictions of tragedy require recognition of transcendence.  Let’s not conflate reconstructed remembrance  with a negation of joy, of tenderness, of pride, of reclamation.  Me? My family? My we?  More than underserved.  More than spoken for.  More than used, abused, dehumanized, economized and commodified.  A bedrock.  A cornerstone.  A foundation for futures.  A beacon.  A new imaginary.  A sweat through struggle that is sweeter than every rose-colored anything.  No skin served me better.  No hand held me tighter.  No song lifted me higher.  No voice gifted me such wisdom.  No touch gave me more life.  Than my me, my family, my we.

Preface

Original Text, Vanilla, Ginger, Cinnamon, Cotton

Text reads as follows:

Trying to imbibe in histories

unknown, untold, usurped.

Depictions of tragedy require recognition of transcendence.

Let’s not conflate reconstructed remembrance

with a negation of joy, of tenderness, of pride, of reclamation.

Me? My family? My we?

More than underserved.

More than spoken for.

More than used, abused, dehumanized, economized and commodified.

A bedrock.

A cornerstone.

A foundation for futures.

A beacon.

A new imaginary.

A sweat through struggle that is sweeter than every rose-colored anything.

No skin served me better.

No hand held me tighter.

No song lifted me higher.

No voice gifted me such wisdom.

No touch gave me more life.

Than my me, my family, my we.