2022
In 2022 I found myself still looking for that sweet spot between representational work and purely abstract art, trying not to be decorative, but to keep identity and search authentic.
Ridge Ride, 48” x 48”, Vintage textiles, burlap, digitally printed linen, silk, cotton, paper, wire
I spend time in a rural corner of CT. and have never tired of backroad car drives and hilly bike rides. Staying within the same twenty square miles, I can still climb a hill, turn a corner, and find a view that takes my breath away. Still.
Saved Lining, 36” x 24”, Vintage linen, netting, paper, wire, silk .
I was taking down curtains that had been hanging in a relative’s home for over fifty years. As soon as I began to handle them the lining pulled away from the brocade. It was so old that the fabric couldn’t be ironed flat and the dirt that had settled into the creases had become permanent lines. The seam stitching fell into half inch threads. It was beautiful and had to be honored.
Split Level, 24” x 18”, Vintage linen, netting, silk.
I grew up in a split level. So many of us did. It still seems like a good design plan for a home: enter on the living room floor, bedrooms upstairs, playroom down. I think homes today are too big. These post-war homes in new developments seemed just right.
Suburbs, 44” x 30”, Vintage textiles, burlap, industrial tape, wire, paper, silk.
I grew up in the suburbs and, for a time, when I was very young, I thought everyone did. There was always a hill to go to and dig for ‘stuff’, always a field to kick around in, and the borders of your neighborhood were as far as your mother let you ride your bike.