Falling Horses
These dreams began years ago when I  put aside the intellectual, theory driven, process of faith and meaning, and began trying to look inside myself for answers and meanings. I don’t feel a need to define the dreams of falling horses. They seem to change purpose. The dreams shocked me when they changed, the horses suddenly started falling into water. This unexpected hopefulness became heavy when it was replaced by the awareness that they were drowning. Water is a strong subconscious element. Then the dreams stopped.

Drawings
These combine vulnerable photographs of myself*,  with images of  Tibetan Buddhist, Hindu deities and falling horses. According to The Tibetan Book of the Dead, we are the deities we run from and emulate. We are our neighbors, our enemies and our friends. This is an attempt to experience the illusionary quality of my fleshly form.

*from a series of photographs of myself, taken over several years, in various stumbled upon sacred places. These help to prevent me from distancing myself from the subject of my work, through the safety and distance of pure theory.

- Nanete Maki-Dearsan

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