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Growing up in a rural town in Southeastern Oregon I was constantly surrounded by life and enveloped by the landscape. During undergrad I participated in exchange programs to London and Rome, which effected my way of thinking and goals of becoming a practicing artist. I have a deep love for literature and the world… Read More
Growing up in a rural town in Southeastern Oregon I was constantly surrounded by life and enveloped by the landscape. During undergrad I participated in exchange programs to London and Rome, which effected my way of thinking and goals of becoming a practicing artist. I have a deep love for literature and the worlds it creates, these worlds are ever present in my studio process. Experiences gained through travel play a key role in the creation of my work; a recent trip to Baffin Island in Northern Canada greatly informed the work in my recent body of work. Read Less
Tracing paper, women’s magazines, clothing catalogs, little images I have carefully clipped and pressed, along with various brands and sizes of black markers litter a small drafting table. I draw the branch of a Christmas tree from a long ago Christmas with my family. A small ornament with a wide-eyed, black c… Read More
Tracing paper, women’s magazines, clothing catalogs, little images I have carefully clipped and pressed, along with various brands and sizes of black markers litter a small drafting table. I draw the branch of a Christmas tree from a long ago Christmas with my family. A small ornament with a wide-eyed, black cat sitting on a rug, present at its side, dangles from a hook on the branch. I place the tracing paper over a picture depicting a woman I wish I looked like, perfect body clad in haute couture clothing. Over and over again I trace this woman’s eyes, trying to get it just right, missing twice. A memory flashes in my consciousness of a previous drawing, an animal sleeping alone in a bed, and I set to carving out the scene into the paper. One image piles onto another, flitting from one memory to the next, creating new memories, trying to understand what they actually mean and how they might relate to one another. I do this again and again on different sheets of paper and canvas using different materials always searching for an understanding of something I unconsciously know, but consciously cannot quite grasp.
At one moment an image is the center of the world and in the next it is forgotten and replaced by a new image. When the image is revisited moments later it is forever amended by everything that the eyes and mind have processed during the time elapsed. When one tries to put a memory into words or images the sensations are altered and therefore lost. I reanimate moments that have been pushed into the dusty long forgotten corners of my mind. I save these reconstituted moments that have altered and morphed from their original context and reality into something new and unique. I do this because these moments are life, they are the answer and the question to everything and they are the never-ending exploration that must be undertaken. Read Less
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