I made this piece, a reflection of my own body, as an offering, a place for people to let go, go within, and grieve—a way for me to hold strangers who are hurting at a time when we cannot touch each other.

It takes balance and resolve to overcome the fear of lying here, suspended in the air. Like grief, this object is not welcoming. It breaks up that pain from carrying burdens and sadness around.

I find that the ways the people relate to it also speaks to ways one steps into difficult spaces of healing--some kicking it, trying to jump onto it, not trusting it; others dancing upon it, lying there for long periods of time, crying.