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houses that no longer hold,
a grief dance in pieces.
in this piece, the main motif i was working with was around an abandoned bird's nest I found while gardening. I grew fixated on it's gentle power and it lived on my alter for months. the nest began to symbolize many things for me at once; mainly, an external container for the grief i could no longer house within my own body.
My collaborators also brought in power objects & relics to help them process their own grief - their stories. we created a ritual, a happening shared in earnest vulnerability with those in attendance.
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