12″ X 8″ 3 tiered quilted installation, found fabric, acrylic paint, free motion quilting. Painting on panel. Installed at 621 Gallery Tallahasssee. Variable sized housepaint mural.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
This is a quilted grief cradle with fringe on it about the bright warm days when my brother and I would bike far down canopy roads for no reason at all as fast as we could, and we were laughing and we were passing a joint between us with the wind spraying the hot speckles of ash on our faces and we didn’t care at all (somethingsomething we were young then).
There’s snow up to the window panes where I am, and criminals in the street where he was. And now he’s gone and I don’t know what stupid silly disarming thing he has to say about it.
Time is a meadow not a highway. Somewhere right next to me where I could just touch it, a warm canopy road day, a beer and a haircut.
Oh god, oh mercy. Oh Eoian.
Kellyann Marie 