Walking the beaches of Cape Cod, I have collected discarded & lost fishing rope. These weathered, worn knots from a distant sailor become psychological portraits. I see these found objects as metaphors of how we twist and turn ourselves into psychological knots. It's amazing how they function as a Rorschach inkblot test, becoming mirrors reflecting our experience. These knots signify a binding of us together, weaving a connection and a symbol of eternity. But also they symbolize disorder, chaos and even mental illness.

I continue to walk the beaches...

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