Wee Toddlers... text stamped into wall approx. 6x9
Here's another wall piece that I did. This time I was bit more conscious about where I installed it, although I'm sure the VCU Fine Arts Building stairwell is not the best venue for it.
Some of my classmates have been kind enough to inform me that even though these text pieces are hard to see, once you know they are there, it's hard not to look at them. I like that aspect of the work very much. I find that my past is something that's also invisible that constantly reaches out for my attention. I constantly think of the things I witnessed and it's nice to have made a piece that has a similar silent, nagging, insistent presence. Hopefully it serves to shed some light on what it's like to be caught up in the largely unnoticed wars we have fought and continue to fight abroad.
For clarity, here's the text:
WEE TODDLERS DON T CRY IMMEDIATELY
WHEN YOU DROP THEM DOWN A FLIGHT
OF STAIRS I KNOW THAT NOW
AT THE TIME IT SEEMED LIKE A
GOOD IDEA FOR ONE TO CARRY THE
OTHER BUT IN THE END ALL THOSE
STAIRS AND ALL THAT WEIGHT GOT
THE BEST OF IT EVENTUALLY IT
DID CRY EVEN THOUGH IT WAS A
PAIN IT WAS A RELIEF
BUT NOW I WONDER IF IT EVER
LEARNED ITS OWN NAME
I WONDER WHAT YOU CALL IT