(de)composition

I’ve recently been exploring the possibility of examining a new, perhaps deeper direction within my work.  Here is a statement that I’ve been exploring.

‘Probing the fragile nature of the material world has been a continuing subject of the artist throughout history.  Confronting this concept, sharing the sensitivity to both the transient physical aspects of life with the metaphoric connotations of the material with which I work is the intention of this exhibition.

The ‘de-composition’ alluded to in the exhibition’s title echoes the sometimes vulnerable nature of cardboard.  Cardboard is a modest, mundane material, possessing the inclination towards impermanence and disintegration.  Rooted in being true to this material and to the others that I work to reclaim from the waste stream of life, my work is intended to reveal the  correlation with the transitory nature of our world.’

The Idea Pipeline

Its all in the story, having something that one wants to say.  That’s where the ideas start.  Do they jump into a full blown idea, as if born all of its own?  Well, sometimes it seems as though they do but to say yes to that is really negating the creative grazing that has gone on before.Such grazing is important to all creative tasks.  And in today’s world it is so readily available. The Internet abounds with others’ responses both visual and textual. I love Instagram for surfing ideas. You can merely skim or can dive in a bit deeper. For me it is the emotional response that causes my eye to linger.  I try to decern what about that way of showing the emotion caught me. I store these ideas and then let them be an inspiration rather than a blueprint.

A FIRST STEP, NO TOES IN THE WATER BUT RATHER FIRMLY PLANTING OF THE FEET

I and my husband have been teachers of Art for thirty nine years,  all the while creating our work in the spaces and times left for us.  We are now full time artist each with a body of work and a two person show.  And the water feels great!  Now we intend to make some splashes with a future goal of creating some waves.  Our work has grown and I hope to continue to grow in skill as well as to seek and hunt out opportunities to exhibit the work, knowing that such “succeses” will fuel my output as well challenge myself to stretch and grow.  We have joined a marketing group that has dedicated itself to meeting and working together every Monday. I can’t tell you how valuable this group has been and no doubt will continue to be.

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SHE HAD SPENT MOST OF HER LIFE SEARCHING FOR SIGNS THAT HER MOTHER WAS LOOKING DOWN UPON HER
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SHE HAD ENSHRINED HER MOTHER AND CARRIED HER WITH HER AT ALL TIMES
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SHE CHOOSE THE FRUIT OF THE VINE RATHER THAN EMBRACING THE FAMILY TREE
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BEHAVE OR BEWARE, SHE LOOKED GOOD AS A STEP-MOTHER BUT HER READING MATERIAL WAS SUSPECT
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ALTHOUGH HIS MOTHER WAS GONE HE STILL HEARD HER VOICE AND FELT HER TOUCH.
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SHE HAD ARRIVED AT ADULTHOOD UNDER THE GAZE OF OTHERS YET REMAINED A MOTHERLESS CHILD

She came into my studio with a young man. She felt the need to clarify and did so by declaring “He’s just a friend”. That short and awkward conversation resulted in a piece titled ‘She Was His Four Alarm Fire And He was Her False Alarm’.  I am influenced by phrases, words, fragments that suggest a story. The images that result are all about trying to illustrate one emotional aspect of the phrase. So the exclamation of “there’s the catch” resulted in an image of a mother out hunting for a dad, her prince.  So she is kneeling on a frozen pond reaching through a hole in the ice to capture a fish. Not any fish, but an enchanted fish, one wearing a crown. Her child is on the bank with a fishing pole and the hook is ready to help mom real In the man/fish. It is a work still in progress.

Artist Statement

That incidental catch of a phrase,

the overheard remark,

the catty come back,

. . . these are the words that serve as seeds,

the places of inception for my sculptural storytelling.

I catch them, I write them down, I horde them and create from them.

They become the words mined for emotion.

As a storyteller my works become linked. A series is formed.

Infused with humor they can speak of thoughts and actions sometimes hidden.

The power is then in the telling of the story.