Friday, September 9, 2011
Lighted paintings
"New York" close-up, spray paint, enamel, polyurethane
500.00
"Buffalo River" lit from behind, spray paint, oils, polyurethane
650.00
"My Own Prison" Oil, polyurethane on my old wedding dress and lit from behind.
Vertical marks represent each year my ex-husband spends in prison. Draw in the center are herons, known for sacrificing for their offspring.
SOLD
Clear Creek Installation
My Statement
Nature reflects both the will of the Creator and the passions of humans.
Nature has the ability to express both beauty and tragedy at the same time.
The themes of my work are redemption and resurrection. I use bright colors and high gloss to create contrast with the natural shapes.
I use reclaimed wood and skulls, the shells of once living beings. I want to redeem the unique beauty in each. I use my old wedding dress, full of promise and hope, contrasted with the contours of a skull, the final end. The evidence of what once was, the gracious lines, the heaviness, and lightness---all at once.
I live among a wealth of nature-made sculptures. Every fallen tree or bones of an animal reflect what the once living being had to endure. The environment shapes them into individuals.
To see beauty in the flaws, is the ultimate redemption.
The very fact that paint can affect us is remarkable. Paint has it's own psychic language. I want to light it up. I want to illuminate it, because it seems natural and holy. I want the paint to respond to it's environment, but I also want to control it. I want to let it go, and I want to pull it in.
To watch a painting almost create itself, and then to place light beneath it is a surprise of gesture and depth.
"Here is where loveliness can live
with failure,
And nothing's complete
I love how we go on"
Stephen Dunn, from Loves
Nature has the ability to express both beauty and tragedy at the same time.
The themes of my work are redemption and resurrection. I use bright colors and high gloss to create contrast with the natural shapes.
I use reclaimed wood and skulls, the shells of once living beings. I want to redeem the unique beauty in each. I use my old wedding dress, full of promise and hope, contrasted with the contours of a skull, the final end. The evidence of what once was, the gracious lines, the heaviness, and lightness---all at once.
I live among a wealth of nature-made sculptures. Every fallen tree or bones of an animal reflect what the once living being had to endure. The environment shapes them into individuals.
To see beauty in the flaws, is the ultimate redemption.
The very fact that paint can affect us is remarkable. Paint has it's own psychic language. I want to light it up. I want to illuminate it, because it seems natural and holy. I want the paint to respond to it's environment, but I also want to control it. I want to let it go, and I want to pull it in.
To watch a painting almost create itself, and then to place light beneath it is a surprise of gesture and depth.
"Here is where loveliness can live
with failure,
And nothing's complete
I love how we go on"
Stephen Dunn, from Loves
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Skulls
Buck skull, covered with my wedding dress, pearl seed beads, and resin
in Clear Creek
Resin and mirror shards, rosettes from wedding dress and oak branches. Mold made from previous skull
Close up of resin/ mirror sculpture
Buck skull , covered in wedding dress, resin, pearl seadbeads
Background--metallic acrylic paint on fallen tree
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