Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
My art started with my fascination of fine textiles and embellished surfaces and began to take on a sculptural and visceral tone when I started to incorporate a traditional quilting technique called trapunto. I began to explore the irregularity between my notions of a traditional composed female veneer and the emotional subsurface of femininity. Around this time I became pregnant with my son and there was something in the combination of a changing physical appearance, psychological unknowns/fears/excitements, and fearing the loss of a sexual identity to motherhood that made me start to make work that appears beautiful-gutsy-bodily-lusty-anxious-comforting-feminine-disjointed. I feel like I try to get to some sort of truth about myself and about being a woman and then when I arrive there, I start to obsess and over obsess which results in the over articulated and manipulated surfaces of my work. My work represents various components of myself while also psychologically mapping my notions of femininity. Some one recently told me that my work reminded them of fascia, the soft tissue that is part of our connective tissue under our skin. I loved this analogy because fascia provides support and protection for most structures with our body: my work is like protective manifestation of what supports me as a mother, wife, woman, artist, human being.
Friday, July 8, 2011
No, but sometimes there is an idea I have been wanting to work with so I will try to experiement a little with a preconceived idea. Usually I deviate from the plan.
How do I pick the dresses I start with?
I have a whole rack of dresses hanging in my studio. They all have some meaning for me. Some times I start with one of them, other times I just go with the flow and a couple of days before the month switches I pull a couple of things and make a last minute decision. Some times I construct a garment entirely from nothing... like Cupcake.
Will I wear these dresses again?
Aside from perhaps reshooting some final portraits ( Evangeline and The Struggle and perhaps Medkansla) I don't really see myself wearing any of these dresses again. They document a very specific time and space in my life. They are the history of one month for the year between Nov. 2010 and Nov. 2011. I want them to say what they say and be a record of where I was, who I was, and kind of act like an intersection or pinpoint on a map of my own life.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): One of the greatest kings of the ancient Persian Sassanid Empire was Shapur II (309-379). Shortly after his father died, he was made king while still in his mother's womb. Since he could not yet wear his crown, officials set it upon his mother's pregnant belly. He ruled from then until the day he died, 70 years later. I'm naming him your patron saint for the second half of 2011, Taurus. My sense is that the seed of some great accomplishment is already germinating within you. It may take a while to be fully born, but I suggest we consecrate its bright future now.