On the Lips, 2012
Cotton thread, metal, glass beads on linen and embroidery hoop.
14” x 10”
Words escape through the lips. But as soon as they are blown, they flee into the universe. Their intentions reverberate through the ages and are felt by each new life. Lips conduct words created by imaginary concepts, emotions, and dreams. Marked by time, the lips become frescoes that tell a whole life; a language stripped of a past and imbued with hope for the future. The words, lips and language that we speak, are all part of our collective myth of who we are as individuals: a lover, a friend, a creator, an artist and a thinker. Our culture lives on our lips, only to be sculpted by our words.