Absent Form

Beneath boughs blackened by time, the spirit waits—patient and bare of face. The mother rots and awaits the litany of the disembodied. Her cloak, untouched by wind or hand, hangs heavy with vestige. Each leaf murmurs her dirge. Each root clutches her vow. Those who witness become echo. They become hymn.

4” x 7” H. Flat surfaces only, can not be hung on the wall. 

Please note - This piece is made to order and by hand. This means that the exact placement and style of foliage in the photos are not indicative of the piece you will receive. I do my best to replicate them as closely as possible but they are indeed one of a kind with every order.