Enough
Calfskin rawhide and waxed linen thread stretched with leather lacing on reclaimed lumber, 6 x 4’, 2016.
Enough. I am enough. I am.
Words are abstract, neutral symbols, marks made by the hand, to which we affix meaning. As such, they can be weapons or tools. Words of shame, whispered in the mind, can become words of courage when confessed to a trusted friend. The marks of our words can be as sharp as a slap in the face, stinging the skin, or as comforting as a warm hug. They are ethereal and physical.
