a shared phenomenon between the ocean and outer space: portals, wormholes, vortices.... where do they lead?
a swirling vortex of my memories embedded on the surface of my skin,
flooded in pores.
These are the moments in full bloom.
Sunken deep,
They spiral and billow in plumes like cream falling, drifting.
hand printed knitted fabric with aluminum wire, knitted on double bed knitting machine.
