wherever the light goes

medium: acrylic on canvas
24” x 24”

$800

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one day, my 3-year-old daughter said, out of the blue, that there were "weird noises coming from the east." i tried imagining the source and mixed in my own stories and visions of the east coast. cramped physically and expansive in the surreal layers folded over it. she shared a present with me that she couldn't possibly understand that helped me better understand the small background noises that dress our communities.

creak: "a sharp, high-pitched sound produced by a strain or friction in a structure, often associated with aging or movement."
– chatgpt