The earth remembers what has happened on her soil, in its waters, mountains and skies. Once subject of reverence and rituals, the earth has been disrespected in so many different ways.
This body of work (postcards) explores the memory of the earth, its sacredness and its pain.
The back of the postcards reads: There was a time when my body contained explosives that maimed people when walking on me. My heart still bleeds for the children. Running, looking for firewood, wandering carefree.
