Vestige

My twin sister and I grew up tending mother’s moss rose rock garden—what began as a childhood chore became a lifelong devotion to paying attention. These prints are my field notes. Weeds are not intrusions; they are survivors. They are the quiet archivists of place.

Each piece captures the ephemeral residue of flora, the absence left behind. They are trace fossils of domestic ritual, sisterly communion, and the unrelenting pulse of nature as kin. While each print can stand alone, they are strongest in conversation, forming a recursive ecology of presence and loss.

This series is part of a growing visual-ancestral practice — one that includes audible marginalia, epigraphic fragments, and ancestral interleaving. The images are documents, but they are also witnesses. My intention is not to monumentalize the botanical, but to invite intimacy with the unnoticed. To see a weed is to recognize persistence.

These are not just prints. They are the murmurs beneath the soil. Tradition and experimentation, permanence and ephemera, restraint and exuberance—this duality is echoed in my personal history as both an identical twin and an artist grounded in process.

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