We are made of her soil, rivers and mountains. Our blood is the water that runs through her veins, and our breath is the wind which rushes through the leaves. Our rage is the eruption of a thousand volcanoes and our joy is the sound of bird song at dawn. The lines and wrinkles that adorn our skin are the same which make the leaves, and the cycles which conduct this wonderful dance of life are reflected within our being. Like a foetus in her mother's womb, the human body nestles itself within the Earth body.
THIS EARTH BODY IS MY HOME is an ongoing body of work which I began in 2020 and which reflects on our oneness with Earth. An exploration into form, matter and movement, which attempts to blur the illusionary separation between Humans and Earth, with the intention of shedding some light on the original symbiotic state of inter-being between the human body and the Earth body. An embodiment of Earth, or ‘Earthbodiment’ through self-portraiture and words.
Down on my knees
Held within the Earthbodiment of the womb.
I surrender there, I rest there.
Nestling myself just a little deeper into her embrace
like a foetus in her mother's womb,
I surrender there. I rest there.
I am a seed,
filled with infinite potential,
planted within the watery body of creation,
I begin to rise again.
a seed lying on the forest floor,
soaks up the first rays of sunlight.
They come to nourish her being
and caress her skin, as they travel through the elders'
leaves and branches above.
Surrounded by her family,
she gently begins to unfurl.
I heard her whisper calling me from above...
so I pushed a little harder,
and there I found myself...
the first rays of light stroking my freshly moulded skin
everything within me, bursting with new life...
and as my petals began to unravel
I bloomed into this world
as if for the first time.