i've been trying to do just that. slowly, load by load, i empty my stuff from the folks' basement. i don't know why i was surprised to find that she still had all my high school art projects. all. of. them.
it's got me all nostalgic. i am determined to photograph them and post them up here for y'all to see, and then maybe get rid of some of it. i'm sentimental and all, but there's only so much use i have for a bust of abraham lincoln.
anyhow, in leiu of my high school art, i'll indulge you in a bit of my college coursework . . .
for a while i was focusing my work on the idea of body image, and the unrealistic expectations of women to fit into a standard "shape". i can get all sorts of into this, but let's keep things light, shall we?
first, a portion of a series of photographs that juxtaposed objects with human form:
this is a corset i made by ripping up old clothes, turning it into rope, and forming a corset. it is completely functional, if anyone cares to take the time to undo all the knots and retie them again :)
here i took a piece of wood, quite literally from the side of the road, and i carved it to give it a more flattering figure, then constructed a custom hot pink satin corset for it. ain't she pretty? what is truly odd about this piece is how much my mother likes it. also, i have no idea how i made that corset happen on my limited sewing skills.
in rare form
ahh, glass. where i studied one was encouraged to cross medias and try to find ways to incorporate your emphasis into whatever studio classes you happened to enroll. it took me some time to figure out how to bring textiles into glass without causing fire, but i think i got it. hand pulled clear/aqua glass with (again) custom made corsets. these corsets are quite tiny, and preceded the hot pink corset above. still, no idea how i pulled it off.
looking back at all this i realize how much time i was able to devote to my art, and how absolutely wonderful that time was for me. as wiley approaches his first birthday i become more and more eager to get back to my work. he's old enough for us both to benefit from another caregiver, for a portion of the time. now, all i need do is find said amazing/awesome/loving/perfect person and find a way for me to pay him/her!