until we

meet again

A clock that can never slow down, but does not reveal its time symbolizes my internal struggle to let go of a painful past. In a time-based piece, I grieve, reflect and honor four important women in my life: my birth Mother, foster mothers, and my adoptive Mother. At 21 years old, my Mother unexpectedly passed away. I was at a vulnerable age where I needed my Mother's guidance more than ever. All I kept hearing was “time would heal everything” and that eventually, I would find happiness again. However, several years have gone by and her absence still feels like a fresh open wound. Whenever I think of my Mother, I am overwhelmed by this tremendous feeling of emptiness and longing because I haven’t seen her in such a long time. After years of carrying this sorrow, I've learned that we don't actually heal over time because our loved ones are irreplaceable. Instead, we grow numb. We must learn how to survive and persevere through dark and difficult times.