The underside of the leg tightens, muscles burn in the bending. As a result of some infection the whole thing falls off and lands with a plop. The dry air and wind help to calcify it. The veil insists on its function. Purity is still found somewhere in the thigh, under the surface of the skin.

Haunch (a veil is worn for modesty’s sake)

Papier mache, gauze,

plaster, wire, acrylic, oil pastel refuse, crayon, colored pencil

8x20x15”

2024