Dust to Dust I & II

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Name: Anonymous

Aged - Deceased

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A study of the first layer we wear (and shed) our skin

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In a house owned by a 90 year old lady who died 2 weeks ago I watch dust floating in the air, catching in the early evening light of a beautiful summers day as it streams in through a small side window.

Then I realise the dust is her, off her, of her, shed from her when she was physically here. I am in a room with the shed skin of an old lady.

 

First and foremost we wear out skin, and lose it.

 

Upstairs some of her outer garments hang in wardrobes or fall from colourful, patterened, padded hangers.