THE BURIAL CLOUD
Jordan Sullivan

Exhibited at Downtown Photoroom
Los Angeles, California, 2015

This exhibition examined my mothers experience as a teenage rape victim in Petacalco, Mexico in 1973 through seven paintings and seven assemblages. 

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... this is a love letter to you and to her and him and my mother and the lost girls. This is a song for the ones who left ‘cause we all leave someday and go alone. This is a dream of something different than paradise: lifelong wants, empty edens, personal wars, celestial battlefields, brief moments of calm in-between and the sad beasts of our modern nothing, the black and blue moonlight and the shadow of you reaching back but not for me. A convergence of birds. The ruins of our moment. Love is revolt. Impermanence gives me hope. We are lost in a broken world... billions of jars of light staring into a void. 

xo Jordan Sullivan