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the home unknown;
"Men are asleep but when they die they wake up"
-prophet mohammed
Our life exists with no certainty of tomorrow.
Yet we make a "home" of this life (alternatively "make this life
a home"), knowing that one day we must leave it all behind.
The
only real things we carry to our graves are our deeds.
Death
is the first step into our new home.
One that our deeds
help build.
The art installation is a device to contemplate one's life as a
journey back "home" through the threshold of death.
Metaphors and the device,
mull : the fabric used to shroud the dead signifies death
itself.
mud : the substance of which we are made and from which we must
return, is a metaphor for man
grains : that which is sown today to reap tomorrow's harvest, is
a metaphor for our deeds in this life

