Artist Statement for "In Rare Form" solo exhibition shown at Roswell Art Center West
The rarest form of all is the physical, living form. The actual person standing and breathing with a beating heart. People exist in thought, memory, and even as figments of the imagination. The darker figures are solid mass; they exist in a way that we can see and understand. They exist in a world of being reliant on a functioning human body. They are dependent on their organ systems functioning; they feel pain and will eventually die.
The figures that surround these figures in their world exist in an extended version of their reality. They are thought patterns, memories, photographs--what is left behind when a person is not there. These memories slowly fade into the limbo of meshed incomplete and indiscernible thoughts and stories. We read books, see movies, and hear stories of those that have lived before us. They have become a concept.
The life that we are given is so rare and precious; it is astounding how other lives pass in and out of it every day. I’m also fascinated with how living things morn and face death. Phrases such as, “He’d be proud,” or “If she could see you now,” are captivating to me. Truly, what if? My entire show is based around the “what if?” factor in life and death. I’m addressing the questioning, the morning, the memories, and everything that remains when the physical person is no longer animated.
The rarest form of all is the physical, living form. The actual person standing and breathing with a beating heart. People exist in thought, memory, and even as figments of the imagination. The darker figures are solid mass; they exist in a way that we can see and understand. They exist in a world of being reliant on a functioning human body. They are dependent on their organ systems functioning; they feel pain and will eventually die.
The figures that surround these figures in their world exist in an extended version of their reality. They are thought patterns, memories, photographs--what is left behind when a person is not there. These memories slowly fade into the limbo of meshed incomplete and indiscernible thoughts and stories. We read books, see movies, and hear stories of those that have lived before us. They have become a concept.
The life that we are given is so rare and precious; it is astounding how other lives pass in and out of it every day. I’m also fascinated with how living things morn and face death. Phrases such as, “He’d be proud,” or “If she could see you now,” are captivating to me. Truly, what if? My entire show is based around the “what if?” factor in life and death. I’m addressing the questioning, the morning, the memories, and everything that remains when the physical person is no longer animated.
