Lucy Gerritsen

From the Bottom of the Inland Sea: Layers of Time & Memory - Willow.
Once the bottom of an inland sea, the top of the escarpment- the shoreline. Now the place where willows grow, graves lie in silence, neighbourhoods bustle, cars climb up the highway, hikers hike, sewers sew. My mother immigrated from the Netherlands and sewed. The sound of the sewing machine a memory of her struggle to survive and care for 4 children without a partner in an adopted country. The front layer acrylic on a piece of laminate from her machine.

I love the bustle and colours of rooftops against the backdrop of these mountains in Omagari. The earth knows and remembers. Kaze ga onaji desu. The wind is the same wind across the earth.