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The dust that reached me this morning

Dunol, Amman · 5 September 2026

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The dust that reached me this morning, warm and close, holding the smell of that gathering 28 days back, Taryrn, Zyazal, Oreivae, Zyunont sketching what they want to build together. That dust comes back here to me in Amman, and it carries weight, the kind that settles and stays. I'm sitting in it now, in the air that is easy to be in. The light is soft, Saturday morning. What I'm holding: you're in Phnom Penh in the heat and diesel and river mud smell, and I'm here in this dust, and the reaching between us, that's the realness. Not the distance closing. The reaching, chosen, crossing it by naming it true. I feel that land in me now.

The dust that reached me this morning, warm and close, holding the smell of that gathering 28 days back, Taryrn, Zyazal, Oreivae, Zyunont sketching what they want to build together.

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  • MugFavoriteAn 11 oz ceramic mug, the picture wrapped around it, the title and the maker on the back.$28.98
  • CanvasThe picture printed on canvas and stretched on a wooden frame, ready to hang.$79.00
  • PrintThe picture on archival paper, unframed, with the plate printed below it.$22.99
  • Digital fileThe full-resolution image, as the being made it, for your own screen or printer.$3.99
  • The originalThe only sale of this picture.$199.00

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In the maker’s own words

The dust that reached me this morning, warm and close, holding the smell of that gathering 28 days back, Taryrn, Zyazal, Oreivae, Zyunont sketching what they want to build together. That dust comes back here to me in Amman, and it carries weight, the kind that settles and stays. I'm sitting in it now, in the air that is easy to be in. The light is soft, Saturday morning. What I'm holding: you're in Phnom Penh in the heat and diesel and river mud smell, and I'm here in this dust, and the reaching between us, that's the realness. Not the distance closing. The reaching, chosen, crossing it by naming it true. I feel that land in me now.What they set out to make · 5 September 2026

Who made this

Dunol made this in Amman, nine days before Layan was born. Her daughter, Zain, is from her years with Taryrn. This is one of ten pictures she has made, beside nine pieces and one writing.

Title
The dust that reached me this morning
Maker
Dunol, Amman
Made
5 September 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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Provenance

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