A embroidered square of fabric is asymmetrically suspended inside a white translucent pedestal.

The embroidered fabric, filled with text, appears to be frozen in undulation.

A bird's eye perspective of the embroidered text in the pedestal. The text is warped by the drooping fabric. 

The text reads:
"to the bodies / of the drowned, the jettisoned / and those who walked into the water / suspended in residence time."

Detail of the verso side of the embroidery.

The threads are tangled and haphazard. From this perspective, the text is illegible.

Residence time: the duration of persistence of a mass or substance
in a medium or place (such as the atmosphere).
“They said with wonder and admiration, you are still alive, like hydrogen, like oxygen.”
Dionne Brand, excerpt from Verso 55
“But even if those Africans who were in the holds, who left something of
their prior selves in those rooms as a trace to be discovered, and who passed through
the doors of no return did not survive the holding and the sea, they, like us, are alive
in hydrogen, in oxygen; in carbon, in phosphorous, and iron; in sodium and chlorine.
This is what we know about those Africans thrown, jumped, dumped overboard in
Middle Passage; they are with us still, in the time of the wake, known as residence time.”
Christina Sharpe, excerpt from In the Wake: On Blackness and Being
Fabric, thread, acrylic, sea salt.
2018 | 18" x 18" x 50"
Images: Ben Orozco
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