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Rachel Cherry


A room engulfed with strong colors and points to Sharp they

Break Skin.

Blood. Tears.

Both bring this piece to life

Deep in the cycle of another dimension,

The work becomes a vision.

A vision that is used as a gateway to my past, present and future self.

One that only reveals itself in the late hours of the night.

Black hole, repulsive texture. heaviness I learned from and Anselm Kiefer,

Who showed me I can build instead of demolishing canvas.