My final art projects, a short film and a painting, explore the issues of taking up space and how socially marginalized groups are trained to take up less space, even to the point of devaluing their own lives.
It takes courage to point out the failures of a system that works for most people privileged by its biases. Often this generates negative and hateful attention, because this helps all of us to see our own shortcomings within the given system, bringing up shame, anger and fear. But the heroine in the story reclaims the symbols of violence, audaciously dressing in feathers as a way to embrace the cultural branding of a witch, while at the same time calling into the public arena questions of why such people are deserving of violent and genocidal oppression in the first place. The hero of any story, to me, is one who has the courage to be unashamed to be themselves, even in the face of death, and to stand up for others to do the same.
In a place where one is given no space, culturally, economically, or otherwise, claiming space through art is an act of resistance. I used to regard tagging as an act of ego, but now I see it as a way of claiming space in a society that only gives space to a privileged few.
The Dreams art show is moving to Miss Zumstein on 5027 NE 42nd and the art reception will be held on Saturday, February 6th from 4 to 6pm. I hope to see you there!
This body of work comes directly from my dreams. I feel that our dreams are the veins and arteries into the bigger organism of which we are a part. The dreams of our sleep reveal the storylines we have created about our waking life. How then, I ask through drawing and painting, do we letContinue reading “dreams: the star guides – solo art show in portland, or”
As we interact with our surroundings, we create resonances that spread from our actions. The dominant culture creates a kind of standard scale, which we are taught to use socially. The act of play allows us to experiment with tones not normally encouraged. My favorite thing to play as a child was the piano. StrikingContinue reading “Learning the Tones Between the Notes of the Standard Scale”
I have always felt that the great blue heron was a protector and a guardian. Seeing one in a marsh in my childhood home of north Texas was always a magical moment, like I had glimpsed a great spirit…this painting is a kind of prayer for all my relations, human, bird, and creek…
This is a drawing done with pencil, pastel and ink for my sister, Angel, and her new livelihood as an energy worker. It was fun to do something abstract as I used to think it was something outside my ability to do. I tended to draw what I saw. But now I am realizing thatContinue reading “Seven Pointed Star”
I used to play by the train tracks when I was small and make rubbings on tracing paper of wood, pennies, and leaves. Now when I sketch, I still take the time to delight in the textures of things. They are the rubbings of childhood, traced sensations of the world around me. It is like kneading bread, the warm, living dough in our working hands. We touch on the surface of things and let them in with the rhythms of the pen and pencil on the skin of trees.