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|Posted on December 20, 2016 at 8:55 PM|
In 6th grade, my Diddy (Dad) moved us away from our big family in the woods to a central-heat and air apartment in Mississippi where he could attain Social Security Disability because of his epilepsy. This was to be first stable income besides Food Stamps that my family was getting since I was born.
I love the anonymity of being the new kid.
I quickly made new friends, my first friends that I was not related to.
This is when I got my first skateboard.
I technically stole it. I borrowed it from one of my new friends, but never gave it back.
Her mom bought it from Wal-mart for like $10 and it was a piece of Chinese plastic crap not worth describing.
But at 12 we loved sitting on it and bombing down her street.
She let me borrow it because she didn't play with it, unless I was there.
I really wanted to learn to stand on it and go fast, that was it.
That was my start.
We lived in Government Subsidized Apartments and it had a basketball court.
I would walk the skateboard down to the smooth Basketball court and go around in circles for hours by myself.
In rural Mississippi in 1998, skateboarding wasn't "normal" kid stuff, and definitely not a normal Southern Belle activity.
I was 13 at this time and I did not meet another girl with a skateboard until I was 20 when I moved out West to Oregon.
The only thing I really saw about skateboarding at this time was on the Disney channel.
|Posted on April 10, 2016 at 1:45 PM|
I made this ceramic sculpture in response to the idea that most of us have to suit up and go to work, and we are not very happy about it.
I am an artist, I am so lucky to know what I want out of my life and to fully appreciate how fortunate I am, to be doing what I love making Art! Working around the clock to make sure it stays that way. My fall back job is cooking and working in a busy kitchen for 6 summers is how paid off 3 years of Art School debt.
I have worked relentlessly to get here, exactly where I am today. I come from poverty, and I don’t use that term lightly. I grew up amongst a very large and loud family living in trailers in the woods in Mississippi. The only income that my father ever brought home was Social Security Disability payments, and those didn't start coming in til I was in 6th grade. Before that, we lived in a trailer close enough to family that we could plug orange extension cords to other trailers to have electricity for the evening, when the bills didn't get paid, which was quite often.
So like I said, if you grew up as poor as I did, in order to have even a regular job, you have to work hard and focus on your future every day. I get to have a unique and creative job, that happens to be my dream. I am so fortunate to have been able to go to art school and learn a skill that is so enriching. Creating Art! I realized quickly after arriving to art school that the strongest muscle that you can flex as an artist is a strong work ethic. My confidence as kid came from my ability to work hard and to see projects through. If I work hard enough the art will be good! If I work harder, then maybe it can be great!
I started "Average Despair" by coiling terra cotta clay and working my way up to top of the neck. The head was also built by coiling, also. The eyes are sculpture wire attached with epoxy. I used an iron oxide wash and a clear coat to finish the piece. There are a few random feathers in the sculpture, but most of the feathers are from the first duck that my husband and I raised, cleaned, and ate. The feathers are also attached with epoxy.
I have always searched for “greener pastures”. It is my nature. It is the reason that I live 2,000 miles away from hometown. I know that this feeling of wanting more, is not a unique feeling, I am not alone in this desire to have it better than I already do. It’s an average feeling, being restless, unsettled, even extraordinary people suffer from it. I think especially extraordinary people suffer from it. I believe that this un-satisfaction in life can lead to change, but being grateful for what you already have is what leads to happiness.
Thank you for reading my blog post. If you would like to read more about me and my work.Click Here:http://www.meforeaday.com/apps/blog/
Please check out my work at the Columbia Center for the Arts in Hood River, Oregon, on Display through April.
|Posted on January 5, 2016 at 6:40 PM|
Introspection is the direct observation or rumination of one's own heart, mind, and/or soul and it's processes, as opposed to extrospection, the observation of things external to one's self.
“A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.” -Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight
We are all sctraching at the surface of what makes us who we are, but I am obsessed with it. I am obsessed with my own experiences and how to communicate them to others. I only see that they are important because I have the desire to record them. I assume that every person's experience is important, but not everyone is as overwhelmed with the desire to dig into one's own psyche and then obsess about depicting in lines and dots on canvas. I love to spend time alone in my studio letting the whims of the universe take over me. I sometimes feel like a tool, just like my paintbrush that I hold in my hand. I don't think that I am hiding from the world, because I do enjoy going out into the world and experiening new things and challenging the boundaries of my own comfort zone. But I really enjoy my quite, alone time and no matter how good a vacation, I stil find myself wanting to be home, in my studio. Surfing is the only activity that rates higher. It is the only desire that I wish I could do, even when I am in my studio, creating art.
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|Posted on November 11, 2014 at 3:05 AM|
New drawing I just fiinished this moring. Been working hard on it. I'm posting it now before the edits. As you can see it's beautiful day out so now I will go for a run! here you go! enjoy!
|Posted on November 4, 2014 at 2:30 PM|
Well some mornings are more magical than others. Woke up to this in my front yard! I am always overcome with gratitude for everyday and every moment I get to live here. I can be brought to tears by something like this.
|Posted on July 30, 2014 at 11:00 PM|
|Posted on May 14, 2014 at 1:45 PM|
I have been lagging on my blogging. But that usually means I am out in the world making blog-worthy things happen. My art opening went smoothly. I was overjoyed to see friends and family there to support me. The following day I went to the Portland Art Museum and checked out one of my favorite artist's Tip Toland. Her new work blew my mind. I sat with these sculptures for a while feeling the intense emotions that would well up inside of me. She has inspired me to push myself to figure out how to do larger sculptures. I want to also develop my own signature finishing technique, which doesn't have to be glazing. Tip Toland has also inspired me to work harder at ceramics, that's what I love and if I want to be as good as she is, I have a lot of work ahead of me. Check out these amazing and very large sculptures on her website: http://www.tiptoland.com/
|Posted on April 11, 2014 at 8:40 PM|
I am interested in the questions with billions of answers.
Our culture is based on having the freedom of individualizing our reality and making it our own.
"Liberty, Life,and the Pursuit of Happiness"
I am interested in the human form. I manipulate the human figure to show it's vulnerability to it's
environment. We as humans are inherently different from each other, in that our epic realities vary
to make each of our personalities unique. Our genes are also infinitly different, but we all share that
same human gene even though the differences are minor. There will never be another me or you ever
again. Our similarities make our differences seem trivial.
What's a few hairy deformities in the scheme of humanity an all that we do or can't do?
|Posted on April 5, 2014 at 1:00 AM|
I am having a solo show in SE Portland this May! http://www.barebonescafe.net/
The opening will be the first friday of May! 6-9pm Come join me and check out my newest work!
|Posted on March 26, 2014 at 12:50 AM|
I have been doing a great deal of soul searching lately. Making hard decisions. I have somehow deluted myself into thinking that I have already made most of the hard decisions. I guess that life will keep you on your toes. I feel lucky to know where my priorities are. I realize that I need to straighten some things out, mentally and physically. I am beginning to realize the importance of my selfish side to protect my artistic side. I need to protect my artistic time by putting it first. Success from being an artist comes from being alone in a quiet room for a very long time. I am a very lucky artist to find myself in a most beautiful location to pursue my inner most beauty. I am so fortunate to be doing what I am doing. This is an overview photo of my studio location. It's hard to locate my home/studio but that ismy tiny red shed in the center of this aerial shot that my husband took. I am beginning to see that this gift of location was no accident. I have been given a opportunity to exist here and I intend to use it to it's full potential.