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When I was growing up in Florida one of my favorite pastimes was watching red ants. The way they could dredge up seemingly endless amounts of earth. Their ability to maneuver gigantic parcels on their tiny frames. The efficiency and order in which they carried out their business. I would often interject a piece of humanity into their buggy world in the form of a Strawberry Shortcake Doll, a Tonka Truck, and let them take a spin in Barbie's Corvette. I was fascinated by the play on scale. Sadly, my favorite part of the activity was taking my Giant Foot and stomping the whole kingdom to collapse. The way they would scramble, the chaos, the tiny screams of terror! I felt so big, and powerful, and important. In my mind the destruction was completely justifiable...those little suckers pack a mean pinch!
This work is reminiscent of my Antly Youth. It reminds me of how tiny we are. How fragile, vulnerable, and busy we are. I am awed by humanity's ability to maneuver gigantic parcels on our tiny frames. We bear the weight of the world, when in truth, our heaviness is only a grain of sand. We are vapors, dust, just an exhale of Cosmic Breath. Amazing Work!
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