Lucille Bone moves with her body and her mind to understand how our body exists in this world.  “When we look inward—  Past the blindness we wear—  We begin to unbind the heart,  To loosen the hold of what was never ours to carry.  To become the feather,  We must first meet the weight.”

What Resists Persists

There is no one way of seeing anything.  Everything must reflect on itself.  Time is not linear nor is the way we perceive anything.

One Sec

In a dark room.
 A flickering light.
 Your fingerprints marry to your hands.
 You look out a window.
 Mind spinning on the floorboards.
 A fire place hotter than a 1000 watt light bulb warms you.
 For weeks you wait for the sun to appear and it does.
 It always does.