Fault Lines
About Fault Lines
When I became a mother, I found myself in this ritualistic madness, each day repeating the day before and hoping for a different result. As the leftovers of those actions accumulated on my kitchen counter, I saw that my life had become an open edition of same but different days. Fault Lines is a series of repaired eggshells, accumulating on my kitchen counter each day after the routine/ritual of feeding the family takes place. Women’s work, an invisible priceless labor, is brought to front here by meticulously cleaning, sanitizing, matching and repairing each egg with gold mica as if it was a precious piece of porcelain. Japanese kintsugi is the inspiration of process, as a metaphor for embracing flaws and lived experience through visible mending over invisible repair.
