Armona

"I arrived here in the womb of a cloud. Out of the white of the room I was isolated, there still seems to be a membrane between me and the world. " I wrote these words the summer I was recovering from being seriously ill. After being released from hospital our family traveled to a small island to regain our balance. Still troubled by after effects such as headaches, fatigue, and memory loss, this project was a way of mapping my thoughts, fears, and uncertainty about the future. A feeling that seemed to me to be echoed by the island's landscape; a landscape in transition changing with the tides and storms.