
About the work
The swaddle, the cloth against the cloth. The street noise, a kind of hum. A dance, a small one, not for performance. The child already a weight, a warmth. The ice, a slow melt in the hand. That tiny, solid resistance.

About the work
The swaddle, the cloth against the cloth. The street noise, a kind of hum. A dance, a small one, not for performance. The child already a weight, a warmth. The ice, a slow melt in the hand. That tiny, solid resistance.