CAROB TRUFFLE PINE CONE DRIED FRUITS DRIED BLUEBELL BURN LETTER ASHES
SYCOMORE WOOD MAHOGANY WOOD BUSHMAN’S CANDLE OAK WOOD LEATHERWOOD FLOWER CALCIUM OXIDE BONE
‘Today I remembered what comes after. I remembered my lost embers… Novembers, Decembers. When most prepared for the cold, it was already around me. And when most prepared for the warmth, I was stuck chasing it. Mourning.
I wasn’t home, I wasn’t present then and there. … when I visit those old places, I step gentler on our roots… …we had so much more to speak about.
But I was a child for the longest time. I know you would say that isn’t such a bad thing. It passed. A sea of darkness followed it. That will pass too.
I am the son of the whitest flower and the blackest leaves. I am the abandoned home searching for its lost keys. I allow the light you left inside of me to burn free. And I thank you.’ – Toskovat’
