My Canopic Monster Jars are a reflection of my inner world. They are death jars for my soul, mind, and heart, each guarding something I have lost or struggled to hold onto. Inspired by ancient canopic jars that preserved the organs of the dead, my jars serve a different purpose. They do not protect; they confront. They force me to face what I bury.
The Soul Jar holds my uncertainty, the feeling of being lost between places and identities. This monster displays the unease of not knowing where I belong. This is why it has multiple eyes. For the various directions it's looking.
The Mind Jar contains my anxieties. This jar is chaotic and loud, like the worries that creep into my mind, always on the verge of spilling over.
The Heart Jar carries the weight of friendships that have faded as I’ve grown. It's monster is heavy with grief, quiet in its sorrow. It does not fight or rage, it simply reflects on friends past.
These jars give shape to emotions I struggle to hold. In making them, I find a way to put them to death.
