Acrylic on Canvas
24” x 24”
In a speech from 1856, Ralph Waldo Emerson said that when language has lost its meaning, and when facts are not read or understood as factual and don’t seem to matter, art can have heightened meaning. This describes the spirit of our time now.
Making art has always been a way for me to process the world, and in doing this I step towards healing through an improved attitude. It is a way to reach the issues in my tissues, to express what can’t be express with words.
Today, the border is very much in the zeitgeist. People continue to be categorized by their border status: native, settler, refugee, asylum seeker, migrant, etc. But it is in the space of the border where we connect or disconnect. By defining space — or, in some cases, by breaking it up — both order and its opposite are referenced, alternately building up and breaking down the boundaries that stand in for human connection and isolation.
The border spaces around my studio change shape daily with gentrification. These changes are physical metaphors for the polarity found in my work. I painted Rise, Phoenix over the course of weeks witnessing demolition of an office building.
I have been grunting and scraping paint on the surface with trowels combining patterns with textures. I am digging and clawing for meaning in a time of chaos.