Myriad of Voices from beaton ground and buried folks, headless cries break even and odd broken sky to make sea to float like crackers baked by empires storm to make us hovel beneath, in whispers this blemish is wound, countable, not incorrect or surmounta, 2021
acrylic, Batik paper, art paper, pencil, ink, marble paper, collage, on mulberry pulp handmade paper