Underneath our clothing, the color of our skin, our gender, our familial ties, our lived experiences, and all the ways in which we claim and establish our identities, lie our bones. Bones that are pointing us toward our shared humanity and the quintessential way in which we are alike. We began as the dust of exploding stars. How magnificent and precious is a life that begins as the last evolutionary stages of a massive star? I am placing these bones within scenes that tell stories of how we are all connected.

I am hoping they become stories of finding our way home and of finding our missing parts, purpose and each other.