There was a sort of blissfulness that I felt in my childhood. A feeling of ultimate security and warmth. I was grateful enough to have a childhood where the people in my life made me feel so loved. However, there is a selfishness that comes with being a child. I realized just recently that I don’t know the people that raised me. I have only thought of them as existing for as long as I have, but they had lived so long without me. With this realization I now feel that I have lost time with the people I love most. My art reflects this feeling. It is a reconciliation of lost time. In the two rooms I have created, “Mermaid Chop Shop” and “Where’s My Appetite?”  I wanted to describe the essence of two people; Waniso and Jodi. The art work is a tribute to them. 

 

In these rooms I have created both the love and the immaturity. There is innocence and horror. Joy and fright. All driven by the womanhood that I have observed in childhood and in coming into my own. The rooms reflect what is unsaid, but too obvious to be ignored. Those things that frightens me and others, but I find the bravery within myself to express it in the intricate detailing of plates, bathtubs, mermaids, beds, … body parts and monsters.  Its horrific but truthful and beautiful. So often in my art process do I try to describe myself and my personal emotions. These pieces are unique because I had to consider others before myself, and through the art process I felt a sense of maturity. 

 

The effect of it all is a healing of my past. Expressing the emotions through multidimensional objects. In exposing the vulnerability of others and myself touches a part of all of our humanity. I can only hope that someone might be moved by these pieces. To see that although it is terrifying, there is a beauty that exits in it’s horror.