Statement (updated, April, 2021)
I find much complexity in the raw materials of living in a home with other humans all around me. Sheets, curtains, blankets, coffee filters, house paint, yarn, left over cardboard, and colored pencil are the materials I use, my nesting materials and art materials. Sometimes my work spills off a panel and onto the walls. With a background in interior design, I'm interested in the way my paintings interact with the space they are in. I unabashedly follow interior design trends for my color palettes, and don't shy away from matching a couch with a painting. During the quarantine of 2020, the line of separation between my "art" and my home space got blurry. I started drawing on the walls and attaching my work with yarn. The way I arranged my furniture near a painting became important. The wall colors and patterns of my home all started to interact with my work in a compelling way. I also began using the figure again, after a long absence. Hands, feet, arms, and tangles of legs appear in my work, like ghosts appearing in a corner of a room. I believe these human forms are me, emerging back to life from a decade of motherhood where I felt invisible. Sometimes I think about a narrative or a certain memory to start a piece. For example, my newest work, Jocheved's Embrace uses a central figure of Jocheved, the mother of Moses. She is holding him, before sending him out into the reeds and marshes of the Egyptian river, where he later is rescued by Pharoah's daughter. I used an old fabric that I had from when my boys were very young, with small frogs, mushrooms, water, and cattails in the pattern. Around Jocheved, there are fingers pointing, to symbolize the judgement that is put on mothers in our society, as well as many hands caressing, and holding, within the composition. I also thought of myself as Jocheved, holding my son with autism when he was a baby, the day someone told me that he had autism "because you are an artist". judgement. love. whimsy. I see this painting holding many metaphors.
Artists and other things I'm looking at, reading, listening to
Jessica Stockholder
Amy Sillman
Phillip Guston
Galen Cheney - amazing paintings
Pierre Bonnard
my sons' drawings
IKEA catalogs and textiles
I find much complexity in the raw materials of living in a home with other humans all around me. Sheets, curtains, blankets, coffee filters, house paint, yarn, left over cardboard, and colored pencil are the materials I use, my nesting materials and art materials. Sometimes my work spills off a panel and onto the walls. With a background in interior design, I'm interested in the way my paintings interact with the space they are in. I unabashedly follow interior design trends for my color palettes, and don't shy away from matching a couch with a painting. During the quarantine of 2020, the line of separation between my "art" and my home space got blurry. I started drawing on the walls and attaching my work with yarn. The way I arranged my furniture near a painting became important. The wall colors and patterns of my home all started to interact with my work in a compelling way. I also began using the figure again, after a long absence. Hands, feet, arms, and tangles of legs appear in my work, like ghosts appearing in a corner of a room. I believe these human forms are me, emerging back to life from a decade of motherhood where I felt invisible. Sometimes I think about a narrative or a certain memory to start a piece. For example, my newest work, Jocheved's Embrace uses a central figure of Jocheved, the mother of Moses. She is holding him, before sending him out into the reeds and marshes of the Egyptian river, where he later is rescued by Pharoah's daughter. I used an old fabric that I had from when my boys were very young, with small frogs, mushrooms, water, and cattails in the pattern. Around Jocheved, there are fingers pointing, to symbolize the judgement that is put on mothers in our society, as well as many hands caressing, and holding, within the composition. I also thought of myself as Jocheved, holding my son with autism when he was a baby, the day someone told me that he had autism "because you are an artist". judgement. love. whimsy. I see this painting holding many metaphors.
Artists and other things I'm looking at, reading, listening to
Jessica Stockholder
Amy Sillman
Phillip Guston
Galen Cheney - amazing paintings
Pierre Bonnard
my sons' drawings
IKEA catalogs and textiles