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Priestesssssss, 2025. Mixed media (garden hose, thread, paper mache, paint); 70” x 5 “ x 5”. $3200
“Your fear is correct but ill-placed. I am not your enemy. I am your sister.” Half real, half spirit she wears her skeleton on the outside and perpetually sheds her skin. This Priestess embodies a thousand years of being feared-to-death. In this, she is kin to mature women across the centuries. But unlike women, her kind do not survive. Killed as pests then crowded out by trash, she's from a time where native creatures exist only as the subjects of myth. She herself is composed of trash: the old garden hose hanging next to her is the very one from which her skin and cloak were crafted.
Priestesssssss, 2025. Mixed media (garden hose, thread, paper mache, paint); 70” x 5 “ x 5”. $3200
“Your fear is correct but ill-placed. I am not your enemy. I am your sister.” Half real, half spirit she wears her skeleton on the outside and perpetually sheds her skin. This Priestess embodies a thousand years of being feared-to-death. In this, she is kin to mature women across the centuries. But unlike women, her kind do not survive. Killed as pests then crowded out by trash, she's from a time where native creatures exist only as the subjects of myth. She herself is composed of trash: the old garden hose hanging next to her is the very one from which her skin and cloak were crafted.