“I am not a painter, but when Saskia died, I had no words for weeks.  I made these images in order to stay close to her, but also to help her find her way to where one goes.  In my mind she was underground, in rocky caverns, in water, on boats, in pods, and ultimately, walking celestial paths to become her final Self—remote, ineffable, and immense.”

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11” x 8.5” softcover book of 23 paintings for the poet Saskia Hamilton