Sitting at my grandmother’s feet, the thunderous roar of the sewing machine would cease with a sudden clank of a lever falling into place, the sound of the unraveling spool, led to the severing of this single tie. Excess would be snipped away, and with each pass of the metal edges, the pile would grow larger. I was lured to these remnants sinking into the carpeted floor, their frayed edges and abstract bodies. Making something out of this rubble was my mission, knotting ragged ends together and wrapping the whole bouquet of mishmash with, what felt like, miles of unwanted thread. What I didn’t realize at the age of five, was that I would be forever imprinted by this experience.
The pairing of aesthetic beauty with topics that shock, entice, or disturb serve as staples in my work. The woman as creator, woman as the oppressed and the self perception of the woman are just some of the themes explored throughout my work. The pairing of these topics with formal aesthetics can, in turn, make these subjects more approachable. In a way, I am attempting to attract my viewers with formal aesthetics by beautifying the grotesque, unjust, and bizarre. I believe this visual attractiveness of my work lulls the audience into a false sense of security so that they can then be informed by the work.