Performance/Installation: 300 handmade ceramic tiles reminiscent of notebook pages installed in two grids divided by a free standing, constantly running sink. On one side, the tiles are inscribed by continuous, anonymous writings (the artist and the audience’s) dealing with grief, loss, fear, anxiety, hardship and shame. For one hour a day every day the piece is exhibited, the artist washes tiles clean and places them in the opposing grid, where they may be written on once again.
Washing is a tender forgetting. In a period of grief it became a compulsive gesture of self-preservation, offering small transformations from mess into stillness, wholeness, and the capacity for new purpose. Even in their selfishness, the rituals of healing expanded their bounds, assimilating the wounds and traumas of others alongside my own in an open and continuous process.
This work is a narrative, telling the story of a year in grief. It is also an act of healing, for myself and for all of us. As I wash away these traumas and memories; difficulties and shames; stories and weight—I create space for new narratives to be written and released.