R I T U A L - O F - S M A L L -
T H I N G S
2024 - 2025
the graph / wax one. Idk that might actually be better with the pencil pieces.
oranges on stick might grow to a larger size piece.
Reclaiming, where the stuff is sourced from. The process of making a thing. symbolism or stuff in the practice. I guess this is a good section to focus on the materials, magic, and process and the time part could be left to the teabags and orange pieces. potentially.
Gaza
2025
4"x3"x3"
Wasp nest, American dollars, red and orange cotton thread, matches, and dried bay leaves.
Which issues are cherry-picked, which victims matter, what violence/ ignorance is justified, and how profit is key crash together in this rage-filled piece.
80% of the Palestinian deaths are civilians. There are innumerable dead kids in Gaza, children with their limbs blown off, and uninjured kids slowly dying from hunger and neglect because their parents died in front of them… All funded by the US!
I used wasp nest, thread, and burning as they are ingredients I might include in baneful magick. Money and bay leaves are typically associated with prosperity spells. The money funneling into the wasp nest, the matches yet to be lit, as well as the evidence of fire spreading over the surface is fitting for the current relationship between America and the genocide in Gaza. The cotton is a callback to previous genocides in US History. The thread nestles deep in the holes almost like worms breaking the surface for a moment indicating something working deeper in.
Never Really Unfurls
2025
3"x3"x3"
Hag stone, garlic peel, egg shell, pencil hot glue.
The writing on the egg shell is the last stanza of my original poem
For the first year of your death I did not write.
All the poetry inside me dehydrated. Blew away.
There was nothing in that space
But silence
But the absence of you.
The wild and unknowable
Absence of you.
Months of fine-ness
And hate
Of envy and pain.
Words left me.
What was there to say
About the way my bed changed size
When you were no longer in it?
What poems could I write
About your days and death;
About continuing on?
When the truth is
I would gladly spend the rest of my life
Sitting on the floor of my closet
Smelling your stuffed animals
Searching
For another moment with you.
Downturn
2025
3.5”x2”x2”
Clementine peels soaked in vodka for ten months, thread, hair, mold, earing hooks.
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