Sunday, December 29, 2013
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
I have been thinking about Attachment. How we want to take relationships and affections, plant them in a pot on our sills, box them up and keep them. My mind wants to mark each one as "good" or "bad" keeping these determinations in their pots, and leaving them there. But that's not the truth. Attachment is pine, an industrial sprinkler cover, and a pinwheel. I hope you like it.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
I just finished a series of Corsages I wanted to share with you. I had been thinking about Prom. How proms are full of corsages and forced intimacy. We all wear the same corsages and boutonnieres. We all get dressed up and yet we all have the requisite horror story that comes along with it. Then, I realized that prom is exactly like everything else. We get spruced up, our mom's take photos, and then we get sent out into the night pregnant with expectation and excitement and usually we end up nowhere how we thought or anticipated. So, the corsages are pinwheel monochromes mounted on stained wood, noting our repeated / similar experiences- each with its own story. Corsage 1: (RED)Lost virginity Corsage 2: (Green)Backseat '88 Volvo Station Wagon Corsage 3: (Yellow)Passed Out in the Yard Corsage 4: (Blue)Slept with Someone Else PROM:Group Corsage 5: Drunk Chaperone
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Saturday, December 7, 2013
I've been pushing pretty hard the last six months and I'm feeling a little burned out. This one's been like pulling teeth and I've had to abandon three different ideas of what it would be. I hate feeling like I forgot how to make stuff..But a good friend once told me- you have to make the things that don't work to make the things that do.