Strange Fruition

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The second in my series of memory reclamation , and the acquisition of self knowledge.

I was experimenting with the theme of Fecundity, as relating to the growth cycle of "fruit", in art and life.

In order for growth, there needs to be death. As humus of the forest is on one hand, a thick layer of rot and decay, it is also the very primordial muck from which new life emerges.

"In order for the past to become History, we first need to stop living it."

Suffering from PTSD is akin to enduring a prison sentence of reliving traumatic events. The images and words associated with my scrapbook is an excersize in getting out what is held within my own self so I can finally lay it to rest, and hopefully become in a sense, reborn as my truer self.