public art and stories...

After the commencement speeches of today... I am charged again with a surge to create change. How can we work within our public spaces...

 

art in the greenway... Mark Reigelman

art in the greenway... Mark Reigelman

Artist Statement

The Meeting House takes inspiration from the simple architecture of the area’s first colonial settlers and was fabricated using traditional materials and techniques. The precariously-positioned New England Quaker-style structure that sinks into the lawn encourages visitors to explore the area’s built environment, consider the layers of history that make up Boston’s unique landscape, and challenge notions of community.

The sculpture references two significant parts of New England history: the small house-like structure is a reminder of the thousands of displaced residents and demolished homes that resulted from the city’s elevated highway infrastructure project, and the larger house is inspired by the Pembroke Friends Meeting House, which is the oldest surviving Quaker meetinghouse in Massachusetts. Traditional meeting houses became the community centers and had the defining characteristics of simplicity, equality, peace, and togetherness. They were places where community members openly discussed local issues, conducted religious worship, and engaged in town business. The Meeting House intends to mimic these ideals, highlighting the potential for civic structures to act as gathering points where passersby can explore, question and interact, and acting as a reminder of the essentialness of social interaction and civic discourse.

and consider the stories we tell of the past...

thinking of all perspectives...

entering the world of performance and participation....

I have moved to a new studio space... and feel the room to explore...

I am shifted in how I am thinking about one of my works... now it has become three pieces... and potentially independent of each other.

I have also began to consider the idea of wearing the dress as a participatory performance piece... collecting stories from women in the gallery space.

The top cage like piece is feeling like it needs to be torn off my body in a photographic documentary way... however first I want to wear it, and have others experience the constrictive feel of the skin before moving to the next stage.

 

feathers and fences...

turning to the beauty of pattern and the practice of boarders...
shall we camouflage ourselves and cross...

feeling naked...

I am charged with bringing her home, taking her apart, and to consider the work as different pieces. This was much more difficult that I imagined, as I felt I was forcing her to shed her skin once again. I feel raw inside, yet how is this possible? This is only an art work... right?

LUCAD opening....

I was impressed by the LUCAD show on the 18th, and one stood out. Her use of needles, color, texture... still thinking about it.

wish me luck!

trying something scary...
I love the form this is taking and I am going to attempt to fill it with the egg carton material to see how it stands up. I am not sure the plaster will withstand the weight and water this process with take, but we will see. Happy birthday to me....

a wonder woman is...

a wonder woman?

a woman that wonders, a woman that is wondering...  why her swim suit is too small... her boobs too pointy...

a woman that has it...

the boobs
the waist
the legs
the hair, and
the headband

 


 oh and the hammer ... 

oh and the skirt...

loss of visionary...

To only meet someone once in life, and have them effect you in your life path.

Rob Horwich was a visionary, creating the community baboon sanctuary in Belize. He influenced my path by his, and I envision our webs linked in a way that is purposeful, simple, and subtle. I was a young researcher that had the rare opportunity to be in a forest that had marked trails and troops for over five years. Entering the jungle for the first time with a map of understood communities.

However, he was a white man interpreting a white man's perspective within this world of "other". How does this influence the meaning, the "truth", the path?

How does a work of art have this type of impact? How does a piece influence one to act or shift in their daily routine?

NY trip

waiting for hope....