Semilla de Jacarandá

Textile. Embroidery, weaving, and punch needle on canvas mounted on stretcher frame.

To be happy. Free from the cave of your own fears. From the ‘should be’. From mandates. From social masks. Returning to basics.

Happy animal now once again part of the earth, the wind, the smoke. Of the sun burning cigarettes. I shed the shell of myself. Of everything that was forbidden to me.

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