KOVER, 2019 concrete found object, charcoal paint, 1ft. x 2.5 ft
I believed I could tread to faraway lands, hoisting my feet up on the ornate imported carpet.
One swirl lead to an island, one to a dream, one to the morning, the last glimmer of memory, a childhood obsession of a false safety, covering the concrete walls of a place I called home.
One swirl lead to an island, one to a dream, one to the morning, the last glimmer of memory, a childhood obsession of a false safety, covering the concrete walls of a place I called home.