I began this mixed media textile project one year ago. How quickly time goes by.
These are a few pages from the first volume of the series: Smog
The following is the text I silkscreened on the fabric:
She told her dreams to strangers under flickering
candle flames. No judgment. No labels.
Dreams they all knew would never come true.
She wanted a wax that would make her smooth all over.
On an opaque day, a man disoriented in the
smog of reality stumbled into her.
She didn't want to tell him her dreams, but
she could no more contain them than
the Sun could contain its scorching heat.
She told him her desires. He granted them.
For he had already faded into smoke too.
- suzanne coley