Gills; 2014. 61 x 61 cm. coffee, eggs, yarn, thread, chalk, acrylic paint.

 

I wanted my painting to breathe, so I gave the canvas gills.

Relative, Uprooted, and Floating in the Sky; 2013. 152 x 61 cm. from my grandmother's remnants of dresses and upholstery, and other recycled material.

severed - sort of the state i was in

Helioseismological; 2011. 123 x 35 cm. recycled clothes and material; machine stitched and hand embroidered.

picking up p-mode solar acoustic oscillations of the sun from staring at the sky for too long.






embroidered landscape details

untitled; 2009. 172 x 89 cm. from my husband's pants and his father's ties, and other recycled material.

Vertebrae; 2010. 368 x 91 cm. recycled clothes, upholstery, and faux fur.





based on the human anatomy of skull and vertebral column - 7 cervix, 12 thoracic, 5 lumbar. Meant to be displayed like a kite hanging from the ceiling. Kinda grounded right now, though.

Echolalia; 2012. 99 x 99 cm. recycled daughters' clothes; old ironing board canvas; coffee stained painting; machine sewn with hand stitched embroidery; black walnut frame by Charles.

  Echolalia is the meaningless repetition of another person's spoken words occurring in such disorders as aphasia, schizophrenia, tourette's, dementia, closed head injury"....or, "imitation as normal or neccessary component of learning in early childhood development"

Echolalia is the pinwheels of memory being carried away by the wind. like a kite its meaning is attached by a string held on tight by someone on the ground. 

Bookemesis; 2011. 2.5 x 2.5 cm each. recycled suede and paper, wax, soot; black walnut shelf by Charles.

the little guy is jumping up into the air, opening it's mouth...and emitting it's knowledge all over the place

Hatch; 2011. 10 x 12 cm. abandoned fallen wasp nest; greatest dreams and/or fears written by family and friends on small pieces of paper, rolled up, and bound by thread, then gently placed into a cell.

was once a thriving wasp community that hung above our front door

with keys ready, had about 2 seconds to get in and close the door before the soldiers came flying down ready to attack

After it was abandoned it fell to our front door, just sitting like a present mailed from afar waiting to be brought inside.

Had family and friends secretly write their greatest dreams or worst fears onto tiny pieces of paper that were tightly rolled up and wrapped with thread then gently placed in a cell.

Small Art series; 2012. 5 x 2.5 cm each. empty sewing machine needle cases; fingernail polish with crackle finish, and jewels.

Nigirizushi series - idea of micro explosions bound by a thin piece of seaweed

Nigirizushi

Nigirizushi



enjoy the artistic inspirational fatalism of found art, although waiting is the hardest part

Skeleton Clouds; 2012. 25 x 18 cm. copper flashing, Indian ink, vinegar, salt.

copper flashing leftovers from the woodshop Charles built..I've always liked the way it has continued to pickle over time.

8 Years Good Luck; 2013. 61 x 61 cm. collage of painted coffee, tea, egg yolk, and sugar; Chinese lycees and currency hole punched chads; embroidery.

Began back in 2005. Between then and finish - went to nursing school, raising three kids, became an RN, started quilting, got a nursing job that enabled us to move to germany, left my American sewing machine in the states, and due to not having a sewing machine, finished this piece.