Imagine a fall of white bones
Bleached and porous
They would not drift gently
Like feathers
But fall with a rush
Clattering together
And landing in a heap
Bonefall, ink on Japanese paper
Bone Flower
Your need to express
To go out there and be extreme
Took all the space
I hid in a safe inward place
Now there is no need to adjust the balance in this way
But I still find myself trying to lean out far into quiet
Just to tip the weight into the centre
Ink on Japanese paper
Feathers and bone
A feather
A bone
Fragile yet strong
Feathers and bone, ink on Japanese paper
Air bone feather
Feathers falling
Through bone
Like water but
Light as air
ink on Japanese paper
Pelvis
The tendon is damaged, torn from the bone, it needs time and stillness to heal. The surface is without feeling but there is a deep ache in the bone. It was a small thing that caused it, holding tight to anxiety, clutching fears closely, afraid to let go. The sadness comes in dreams, gently and you are there, quietly being you. You worried in life but in dreams you are more reassuring, as if just your presence is enough.
Skirt, ink on Japanese paper