The mediums I use are the vessels for these ideas. Beeswax and oil paint express the inner realms of the visceral body and the sensitive mind; with a pared down palette of red and blue paint, I employ the power of the minimal while channelling the energy of expression.
Made of reclaimed wood, rusted metal and cement, unpainted paintings cross the line into sculpture. In this ambiguous space, I build connections to the collective cognition, the memory of the object and the outside world, while drawing parallels to the wear and tear of the physical over time.
My art also speaks to a desire to live life despite, and in spite of, the obstacles I have faced, embracing the beauty in decay while seeking to understand the universal. Most of my work can be viewed as self-portraiture, where my identity as outsider in both art and life connects the personal to the political.
The focus on my infertility in recent works has demanded new materials; used clothing, hospital linens and collage have been added to my arsenal. These mediums allow me to bring traditional female roles to the forefront of my practice, while forging deeper connections to elements of imperfection – the broken, the flawed and the discarded.
Frida Kahlo said “I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best.” Illness affords the afflicted time to reflect on the fragility of life, yet my awe of the body remains. My art carries this intimate knowledge, alongside the wisdom of pain and the dream of release.