Red bush: done in copic markers on vellum.
commentary: a simple figure study
back from the descend: watercolor and prismacolor on canson.
Commentary: this piece is about finding oneself. a journey of the soul, to find our way back from all the has blinded us.
Moon Sisters: (sister moon pendents) pmc oxidized in sulfur.
Commentary: my first attempt at jewelry. textured and carved surface.
past suicide note part I: watercolor and ink.
commentary: everything became twisted around everything. Life began to strangle to me death, and i sat on the sidelines watching.
saturn (sun of the night): oil on wood
commentary: saturn is the planet of contraction, limitation and time. It rules form, structure, focus, discipline, responsibility, steadfastness, security. this piece is about guidance through a dark place in my life.
Anemia: ink, watercolor, blood.
Commentary: I started an Inkblot concentration. The idea stems off the Rorschach inkblot test. The rest is up for interpretation.
A sketchbook project full of inkblots/ part 2: ink, watercolor
Commentary: Each represents a specific person’s impact on my life
A sketchbook project full of inkblots/ part 1: ink, watercolor
Commentary: Each represents a specific person’s impact on my life
Moon : ink, colored pencil, water color.
Commentary: this has nothing to do with the moon, and everything to do with the mind.
The missing chapter: ink, colored pencil, water color
Commentary: this piece is about the loss of a childhood, the concept of innocence being slaughtered.
This piece goes in hand with a poem I wrote which is also titled the missing chapter. Here is an excerpt:
“I am a product of the woman you created, and the child you slaughtered. I am the lamb leg, you nibble on, as you please. The meat you tore from a fawn. More than my body; you tore a little girl from inside of me, Left her bloody on my thighs. my little, five-year old thighs. I was your forbidden meal, and your mouth watered like the end of the feast. You are a knife slicing into the untouched, into the girl who cried wolf but had no one to tell, i am the limbs of the doll you tore apart. and watched the stuffing pile by side.”
Sun and Moon: mixed media.
Commentary: I did this piece for a local artist, Sari Gaby. She’s taught me that to be whole we must embrace both our light and our darkness. It is a flip card.
