Art That Asks a Question

Artist Note

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This collage came to me in a dream-like state just before waking.

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In the dream, I remembered what it felt like before birth—not as a place, but as a state of being. Weightless. Silent. Held.

 

I knew that outside the womb waited noise, heat, fear, and uncertainty. I didn't want to leave.

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My mother was there, but she couldn't save me. She didn't know how to save herself.

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Whether this memory is literal or symbolic isn't important to me. What matters is the feeling it revealed: our lifelong search for the safety we once knew, or imagine we once knew.

 

Perhaps every sanctuary we seek—a loving embrace, a quiet forest, prayer, art, home—is an attempt to remember that original peace.

 

I entered the world screaming. Maybe we all did.

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Question

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What place, person, or experience has made you feel most completely safe?

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This piece is a living work. What you see here is one version in time.