For a period of time, while we believe it to be perfectly still, lifeless flesh responds, stirs and contorts in a final macabre ballet. Are these spasms merely erratic motions or do they echo the chaotic twists and turns of a past life?
Anne Bruce Falconer
The Surrender
Medusa
The Transfiguration
Caged
The Eyes of My Mother
The Vanishing
Successive Slidings of Pleasure
In the Shadow of Iris
The Signal
Don't Move