Center of the Human Color Sphere, Proof Gallery, Distillery Building, South Boston, Ma, January 2012
Pain / healing / self imposed / nothing is black and white / shades of grey / primer grey / containment / choice
At 6pm I open a small glass jar that is filled with Tiger Balm and rub it on my exposed skin – feet, legs, arms, neck, face. I put the lid back on the jar. There is a grey shelf with different size apothecary jars in front of me. Each jar has a different color grey string or yarn in it. Behind each jar is a small canvas that is painting the same color as the string or yarn. I am sitting on a grey stool. I have a grey outfit on that is the same color as the stool. I open one of the jars and find the end of the string. I start to wrap my left foot with the yarn. I continue to my right foot, then my left arm. Then my right arm. Then my left hand. Then my right hand. Then my neck. I unravel my hands and wrap them again. I sit. Starting with my hands and ending with my feet I unravel the yarn and leave it on the ground. The piece ends at 8pm.
Photos by Vela Phelan