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| Artist's statement poem: Sharp hard black pencil- yang Soft white cotton paper- yin I seek reflected internal balance Wisdom of the far east from my teachers Faith's middle eastern essence of my ancestors Mix here in small spaces Record of growth Paths of energy Seasons of plants Claws that cling in my heart Woman's strength |
| Balance Balanced on the sharp blade of equinox Water becomes wood fear becomes action Yin becomes Yang transitions unreliable fluids in a transforming body So much has been resolved All winter, we have prepared for spring Harsh physical and emotional testing and transitions to prepare for a spiritual and cultural journey I have not yet heard the turtle's voice but many mornings I have seen her dancing |