This multimedia self portrait was part of The Exquisite Corpse’s Scavenged: Altered Art show October 2010. The idea is that your masterpiece is made from leftover bits and shits that you scavenged from thrift stores, the side of the road, etc. Mostly she is made of found pretty paper, cat cutouts from “Cats of the World”, 3M double stick foam remnants, a crappy poster frame, and awesome gold/silver foil. Some of the collage is on the upper plexiglass, the rest inside on the brown frame-back. I liked that when viewed from different angles, the piece changes depth. The Alice in Wonderland fluorescent-green quote was found at Oregon Country Fair. Yes, there are dangle-y cat arms and legs. Oh, and there are cat face cutouts here.
we live in a playing card
“Round and round she goes, where she stops, nobody knows!” –Wheel of Fortune
cheshire cat
‘How do you know I’m mad?’ said Alice.’You must be,’ said the Cat, ‘or you wouldn’t have come here.’
Alice didn’t think that proved it at all; however, she went on ‘And how do you know that you’re mad?’
‘To begin with,’ said the Cat, ‘a dog’s not mad. You grant that?’
‘I suppose so,’ said Alice.
‘Well, then,’ the Cat went on, ‘you see, a dog growls when it’s angry, and wags its tail when it’s pleased. Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad.’
“ein falscher gedanke kann einem ein leben lang leid tun”
“A false notion may impose on a life-long suffering to do”
this is a physical example of time.
A submission to Art House Gallery’s “Collecting Objects” Show. Art House is in Atlanta, GA*. The show begins the end of this month, unfortunately I can’t make it, but I’m pleased with the finished piece.
They are specimen bags filled with cards with a printed message and exponentially growing amounts my hair. Hair, and the pursuit of growing my hair is no longer a project, but a habit; an obsession.
*Art House moved from Atlanta to Brooklyn, here is their link.
time is growth is line
One recurring theme my thesis exhibition was human hair. I see hair as a line that signifies time and quality of life. Just like rings on a tree, our hair contains physical evidence of hardship, every individual’s temporal existence is personal and tangible.
I experimented with hair, trapping it in resin like the proverbial mosquito in amber.