“Visions for those too tired to sleep, These seeds cast a film over eyes which weep.”

I began this piece in May 2009 at the close of the Sri Lankan Civil War. In those last few weeks of the war millions around the world watched helplessly as 40,000 Tamils and other minorities were indiscrimately killed in Sri Lanka. Shocked numb by the senseless waste of life and angered by the injustice, I gave voice through art. Last week my 6 year old son questioned me on the purpose of war. I am reminded of Eve Merriam's quote "I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, "Mother, what was war?"