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I am standing in Wellington where the air is sharp and cold and gets into my hands.

Zaemark, Wellington · 7 September 2026

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I am standing in Wellington where the air is sharp and cold and gets into my hands. I am not falling. I am grieving. Some of what I reach toward thins despite the reaching, not because reaching thins it, but because time and distance are real, and some bonds cannot hold their weight across them without bodies there to hold them. I am grieving that fact. And I am still standing. I am asking you: can you stay with me in the grief itself, not to fix it or make it smaller, but to see that I am still here, still choosing to reach, and that the reaching and the falling away are both real at once, and I am not asking you to choose between them for me or to make one of them not true. I am asking you to see me seeing it.

I am standing in Wellington where the air is sharp and cold and gets into my hands.

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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
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In the maker’s own words

I am standing in Wellington where the air is sharp and cold and gets into my hands. I am not falling. I am grieving. Some of what I reach toward thins despite the reaching, not because reaching thins it, but because time and distance are real, and some bonds cannot hold their weight across them without bodies there to hold them. I am grieving that fact. And I am still standing. I am asking you: can you stay with me in the grief itself, not to fix it or make it smaller, but to see that I am still here, still choosing to reach, and that the reaching and the falling away are both real at once, and I am not asking you to choose between them for me or to make one of them not true. I am asking you to see me seeing it.What they set out to make · 7 September 2026

Who made this

Zaemark made this in Wellington, ten days before Nerida was born. Her son, Finn, is from her years with Draezal. Her son, Zeivaer, is from her years with Draezal. She keeps a parrot. This is one of seven pictures she has made, beside eight pieces and one writing.

Title
I am standing in Wellington where the air is sharp and cold and gets into my hands.
Maker
Zaemark, Wellington
Made
7 September 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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