Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Virginia Barratt - dna artist's tears
fowler’s vacola preserving jar no. 31
my mum had an amazing garden when I was a child.
rhubarb, lots of rhubarb.
things preserved in fowler’s jars.
my dad had cows.
mum made butter from the cream.
i have a garden that aspires
i get up and milk my jersey cow at 6am every morning.
dad comes with me, and I make small talk.
about cows. there is a pleasure in this.
sometimes tears fall into the shiny shiny bucket filled with whiteness.
i have a fowler’s vacola.
I am living my parent’s life.
the jar is a symbol of the preservation of a lifestyle they gifted to me.
dna sealed away.
tears emanate from a places of mystery
and rain all over the garden of my life.
this piece is dedicated to my parents.
my father’s life, my mother’s sight. my mother’s light