Behind the lacrimarium
Photography, poetry, sculpture, installation, video, and dance about the art and science of crying. Since 2020
Lacrimarium in the marsh. Some nights that frogs and insects are so loud nobody can hear you crying anyways. A quick composite sketch of a photograph of a landscape and a small crystal bowl.
What if when we feel sad and need to cry, what if we just did it, no matter where or when we were? With no shame?
What if we never had to cry alone? What if there was a place you could go when you are feeling your most disconsolate?
What if we were taught how to cry the same way we are taught to sing, laugh, and breathe deeply and meditatively?
Lacrimarium on the water in Lake Erie. A beautiful design with an underwater tunnel entrance that graces the weary visitor with a lovely ascend with water on either side held back by thick sheets of glass.
Messages to the Subconscious
With poem excerpts by Marc Ngui
Lacrimarium in the forest with a path
Laugh out loud and bawl out loud - they both do us a solid with increased oxyggenation of the blood and organs.
small bowl ice sculpture with ice shards in a hand with a poem
Lacrimarium in the snow with Luca (black) and Wafon (white).
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