Our society no longer knows how to deal with death, grief, and mourning. No more do the grieving shroud themselves in black, indicating to those around them a loss has been suffered. So how, or where, does one hold that brokenness now? I have found that pain, and healing, is held in the deep recesses of my being.
Urns for Healing is a collection of vessels that give form to those deep places of mourning and loss. Made from found materials, they invoke the memory of my mother, of her clothes, her presence, of her broken body. The healing process is not a linear path. Nor are the places the body holds grief the same over time. Sometimes overwhelming, other times small and comforting, the body holds what it knows and misses in different ways. Urns for Healing hold within them both loss and the hope of wholeness once again.
