My work leaves a space for people to fill. By turning my memories into spectacle, I create a catalyst to address the discomfort people still have with femininity and other vulnerable topics. Using domestic objects as my material, I join found and fabricated in uncanny intimacies.
This work masquerades as a series of seemly misguided attempts to connect with people. All the while deliberately getting people to reflect on their pre-constructed internal biases. Like veneer my work, falsely conceals its deeper meanings with whimsy and humor. I bridge people together by creating a space that invites viewer interaction and opens dialogue about consent, and privacy. With the absence of a figure, the audience is propelled to participate.
Stuff to use and think about.
Discomfort
Ritual
anonymous collection
Habit
Playful
Lonely or empty
False
Tempting
Nexus
Connecting
Melancholy
Equality
Quite violence
Use of time?
Slapstick?
Voluntary vs involuntary
Use of the consumer
Sudo domestic space
I create comfort and discomfort
The need to be needed
Using humor and satire to deal/confront my own fragility
How can I connect with people as a woman --- without the use of my body as a sexual object
subtle grit
allowed feelings to cross borders
Addressing privilege
Art should be excisable to everyone
I want my work to be assessable
Wallpaper reminds me of growing up in a trailer house
What am I trying to say?
Why are somethings funny and somethings not?
Work that can and should be accusable to everyone, without people in fear of it.
By creating work that is familiar
class, and femininity
Masquerades
while also touching on topics such as class.
Maybe bring more text in to my art?


