I’m coming to see that our disconnection from our ancestors is as harmful as our disconnection to nature – their voices are in my bones, my genetic material. It has felt a natural progression to move from the grief I have been processing about those I have lost recently into exploring this core of my being. It raises the question (as all of my Buddhist practice does) of ‘Who am I?’ And ‘Who am I not?’ And who is asking that question!! I am listening and the marks, the language of my art expresses what I hear.

ancestors 3

Flying free - ancestors 3 closeup