"My memory, sir, is like a garbage heap.” A circle draws on a blackboard, a right triangle, a lozenge — all these are forms we can fully and intuitively grasp; Ireneo could do the same with the stormy mane of a pony, with a herd of cattle on a hill, with the changing fire and its innumerable ashes, with the many faces of a dead man throughout a long wake.

— Funes the Memorious from LabyrinthsJorges Luis Borges

A riderless horse has no legs : edition of 3 | woven digital tapestry | 60INx80IN

A riderless horse has no legs: edition of 3 | woven digital tapestry | 60INx80IN

detail:  A riderless horse has no legs : detail | woven digital tapestry | 60INx80IN

detail: A riderless horse has no legs: detail | woven digital tapestry | 60INx80IN

A riderless horse has no legs : installation for SPRING/BREAK Art Show | woven digital tapestry, papier mâché, gouache, acrylic paint, clay | 24INx60INx80IN

A riderless horse has no legs: installation for SPRING/BREAK Art Show | woven digital tapestry, papier mâché, gouache, acrylic paint, clay | 24INx60INx80IN

detail:  ALL BETS OFF BEAR ASHTRAY  | woven digital tapestry, papier mâché, gouache, acrylic paint, clay | 24INx60INx80IN

detail: ALL BETS OFF BEAR ASHTRAY | woven digital tapestry, papier mâché, gouache, acrylic paint, clay | 24INx60INx80IN