Hidden From Itself

My husband wrapped me i a field we had found previously. We argued like crazy as we struggled to find the same place. This was my first experience being wrapped. (2011)

20" x 30"

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My dad wrapped me in a burnt down cabin up the hill from his parents' house. We later sat down for carrot cake as my grandparents shared the story of how the fire happened. (2011)

17" x 22"

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My older sister wrapped me by the white oleander bush we hated to maintain outside our childhood home. The desert that night was windy, creating a hollow rustle as she closed in around my head. (2011)

17" x 22" 

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My mother wrapped me in the living room we were never allowed to use unless we had guests. As she wrapped, I could feel her gently following the paper with her other hand as it unraveled. (2011)

17" x 22"

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My younger brother wrapped me on a trail we found during a walk in the woods. He asked if anyone had wrapped me in such a way, as he dizzied himself walking around me in circles. (2011)

17" x 22"

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Jenny wrapped me in a stream that developed from a storm the previous night. She dropped the paper in the water twice, leaving it the second time. It tugged lightly on my side as the cold water rushed past my ankles. (2011)

17" x 22" 

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