STICKY STRATA

When harnessed and exploited, repetitive tasks can shift the ordinary—lone socks, gallon milk jugs, cardboard boxes—into something novel. My practice resides here, in the moments of recognizing the beauty in the every day, in the desire to attain the haphazard yet purposeful approach intrinsic in my kids when they create, in the strata of daily existence. It is in these moments that my home and studio coalesce.

Sticky Strata, 2015

White Trash, 2015

Gallon milk jugs, package strapping, brass rivet.
27” x 11” x 4”

One Shingle Short, 2015

Popsicle/craft stick, plywood, string.
18” x 6.5” x 2”

Tri-fold, 2015

Lint, button, string.
18” x 6” x 2.5”

Crushed, 2015

Cardboard, tape, rivets, ribbon.
16” x 4” x 3”

Residual, 2015

Cardboard, tape, food net, threads, pin.
2.5” x 3” x 2”

Floorplan, 2015

Socks, thread. 
28” x 8” x 1”

3.21.15 Take Out Onion, 2015

Digital Print, Acrylic.
15.5” x 12”

2.27.15 Yogurt Peppers, 2015

Digital Print, Acrylic.
15.5” x 12”

2.27.15 Yogurt Peppers, 2015

Digital Print, Acrylic.
15.5” x 12”

Sweet Potato Flowers, 2015

Digital Print, Acrylic.
15.5” x 12”

Round, and around, and around

fragments tumble, and are eventually trapped

in a soft rectangle embedded with the traces of home.

Fold and press, fold and press, stack.

Stratum builds, sinks, blend and brews.

Flotsam flows back and forth from the curb.

Daily excess accumulates.

Could you…..? Please, could you…….? PLEASE!!!!

The repetition, the tedium of daily routine is constant

folding, washing, stitching, slicing, wiping, asking, gathering.

One minute it is utter drudgery, the next reverie.

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