HANNAH JEREMIAH

Projected Body Memories (ink on paper, 5.25x7.5)

I draw without a plan. Every image becomes a mirror for my psyche, holding all the signs and symbols to activate my subconscious. I find memories in the corner: a bandaged head and scar above my eye. My left ear floats into the ether, collecting information from the map-markings I've yet to discover. My left arm is an empty sleeve yet to be filled, and my right arm burns as it enters the astral plane—stamped with a symbol it can't comprehend. A woman gazes off into the distance—concerned, silent. Is she my mom? Is she all of our moms, the ones who just don't know what to do? There's a stack of tissues and a cup of water—the entire ocean and some train tracks to the spirits in the sky.