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SARAHANNSWAIN
"You’re just a figment of my deadline-fueled
insomnia-addled imagination!” I yelled.
“Fig-mint?” I laughed. “I prefer to think of myself as a pomegranate-lemon verbena.”
-Uncanny Valley
Logopoesis
What if Art is not a matter of materials, but an act of transformation? What does the world look like when Art is no longer a noun, but a verb?
How does our creative process change when we view images, music, performance, and writing as a record of this transformation, and not the ultimate product?
Current Project:
Ashquinn House
After the death of her Father in Law, Liz relocates to an island in Maine to help her Mother-in-Law get the family home on the market.
Family traditions unravel under the weight of family secrets in a tale of inherited trauma and hatred.
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