Invisible Ink: Homeless | Project Statement
Invisible Ink: Homeless 36” x ~250’, lemon juice and butcher paper, 2018 Dedication This work is indebted and dedicated to the many people who entrusted their words to my care…guests
Invisible Ink: Homeless 36” x ~250’, lemon juice and butcher paper, 2018 Dedication This work is indebted and dedicated to the many people who entrusted their words to my care…guests
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“you don’t disappear” Good Friday, March 30, 2018, 7pm-9pm The Chapel at First Presbyterian Church Seattle With Serrah Russell, Barry Johnson, Naima Lowe & Hanita Schwartz Art in the House
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Lemon juice. Butcher paper. Ironing board. Iron. Reamer. Pyrex measuring cup. Sieve. Candle. Hairdryer. Two cheap paint brushes I must have gotten twenty-five years ago. I am working with what
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