Parker Lev Dupain
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parkerlevdupain@gmail.comMy days blend unevenly together, and I try to mark something down in my mind; my memories are unclear—like yours. I begin by stacking wood as if I were building a house but it’s not a house, but you know that it is, in fact, a house. It has been years since I have held an axe or a direct conversation with an idea. By raising your shoulders your clavicle shapes a pool of shadow and I know you love me, and I love you. A gesture is the feeling of a moment.
Bachelor of Fine Arts (Sculpture)