What is the quality of a memory of a person who has died? The relationship with that person becomes like a photo; it captures a moment never changing. We seek to connect and it is all shadows and echoes.
The mandorla is an ancient symbol that first represented the fertility of the Goddess and eventually co-opted by the Christians as a body halo around saints. When I first found this old horse curry brush, I immediatly thought of the mandorla and for me it's connection to the Goddess. It is bejeweled with fake pearls, beads, glitter and gold paint radiating out on wires to the universe.
I had bought at a flea market a box of old family photos. In it were many images of a mother and her young children. I thought they looked like the poses in early christian art, even to the two little girls I cast as angels. I wanted to give this Madonna and child a bright and glittery altar to celebrate their divinity.
In my hunting and gathering for found objects, I came across a woman's appointment calendar from 1957. I was struck by how much of her daily life I was able to glean from her entries. She wrote down every move she made. It was touching. The sacredness of her life was the detail she paid to her family and other domestic work. In some funny way, she was a daily Madonna.
My art comes from a place of deep intuition. To create a piece, I search for images and found objects that represent a mythological understanding of the human condition. The inspiration can come from classic myths, indigenous art or even pop culture. My work juxtaposes the common place with the impossible, creating an active and theatrical production of ideas. They are the poems, daydreams and memories that run through all our lives.
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