Settle (2019)
Statement
A single moment seeps into the corners of your life, until you begin to carry it like a physical weight. Traumatic experience can have effects that are enduring and debilitating. Relationships fall apart. Decision becomes indecision. Reminders follow you like shadows in the most unexpected places. You change yourself to cope with this new reality, this thing that couldn’t happen, but did.
I manifest the emotional artifacts of trauma in physical form. Visceral biomorphic forms, appearing as flesh, wounds, and aberrant growths, become reminiscent of living organisms, even assuming a human identity. The objects become uncanny. They exist in a liminal space where they are familiar enough to be vulnerable and sympathetic, but alien enough to cause discomfort and disconnection. These works are placed in precarious positions, sometimes off balance or propped up by external devices. Support becomes a necessity, an act of healing fraught with the risk of codependency.
By giving form to unacknowledged feeling, I ask viewers to contemplate their own narratives of trauma. I drag the painful and ineffable out into the open, and in doing so render them innocuous. These are desperate objects, no longer internal, no longer hidden, but powerless.
A single moment seeps into the corners of your life, until you begin to carry it like a physical weight. Traumatic experience can have effects that are enduring and debilitating. Relationships fall apart. Decision becomes indecision. Reminders follow you like shadows in the most unexpected places. You change yourself to cope with this new reality, this thing that couldn’t happen, but did.
I manifest the emotional artifacts of trauma in physical form. Visceral biomorphic forms, appearing as flesh, wounds, and aberrant growths, become reminiscent of living organisms, even assuming a human identity. The objects become uncanny. They exist in a liminal space where they are familiar enough to be vulnerable and sympathetic, but alien enough to cause discomfort and disconnection. These works are placed in precarious positions, sometimes off balance or propped up by external devices. Support becomes a necessity, an act of healing fraught with the risk of codependency.
By giving form to unacknowledged feeling, I ask viewers to contemplate their own narratives of trauma. I drag the painful and ineffable out into the open, and in doing so render them innocuous. These are desperate objects, no longer internal, no longer hidden, but powerless.
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