Panacea, or conversations with the lobster
cotton, image transfers, dye, gold pigment, eyelets, and cording
The wound man is a walking example of every malady. A splintered bone, a broken heart, an arrow whose shaft is still in place. Though he is plagued and pierced through, his eyes are open. He holds all the wounds of the world in one place. A black eye, a bruised ego, a loose tooth, fever breathing down his neck. He walks in the valley of the shadow of death, but contained in his injuries are also the cures. He is wounded and healed, wounded and healed, and walks on; he carries the cure for all ills in his hands.