Bare Your Soul

Last Wednesday night I submitted work to a show put on by Rhythmix Cultural Works. I don’t have a lot of expectations but it felt really good to have them in the mail. Plus, this is new place for me to submit work so that feels pretty exciting.

One of the works that I submitted to the show is a book entitled “Bare Your Soul” which invites the viewer to anonymously share themselves by answering questions in the book. I like the idea of art being interactive, collaborative created by multiple people.

This year, my challenge is to exhibit at as many places as I can, to create a fuller body of work that includes collage, books, photography and printing and to further develop an online presence and etsy store. Last Thursday night I attended and joined the group Alameda Women Artists. Very inspiring to me and lots of great work and energy.

More later… I’ll be sharing my Alameda on Camera experience and some photos.

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  • Artist statement

    I’m hungry to learn and it’s through my process of creating that I’m ultimately satisfied. I’m curious about different materials and take on the challenge to incorporate what I’m most drawn to into my work. I’m intrigued to discover the resulting patterns and repetition. As I create, I explore my inner landscape. I’m attempting to uncover a stifled sound. It’s my challenge to express this internal voice through my art and ultimately, boldly, out loud.

    My quest to connect my voice with my work has led me to reexamine my personal history. The threads in my bookbinding and in my collage are entwined in my familial roots. Growing up, I remember a quilt frame my dad made, taking up our entire living room. His grandmother taught him to quilt using scraps of clothing. Years later, I began a quilt when a friend was teaching a class on patchwork. To my surprise, cutting up fabric and piecing it back together reminded me of my work with paper collage.

    As a child I would sew with my mom and what I most remember is the guilt I’d feel as I jammed up her machine. Now, when the threads and material bunch up they become useful fodder for my work. In some ways the threads act as a binding element, as in my books, and in other ways they are a reflection of my internal processes.