here is my beloved cadence doing her work like a good little student
(she picked the pigeon herself)
Artist Statement
The point of this project was to create a diorama. Mine represents all the little imperfections about me. A messy bead tile, Im extremely clumsy and I often make mistakes more than others. The light blub person with the beads and screws in his stomach represents my anxiety. I often feel like I'm about to throw up, like somethings grinding in me. I have sensory issues sometimes so I added things that make me happy. Ive loved tiles ever since I was little, yet I hated how loud they were. I just loved the vivid colors with the wonderful marbles and textures and sizes. I added a clocktower because I worry about time a lot. Im always curious if Im going to be late. Often getting ready hours early and panicking too much to do anything but sit and wait.
I added what was supposed to be a train track because it was supposed to tie everything together. The messy, the wonderful, all of it. I left the outside blank because I feel like it represents how boring I am on the outside. I don't look like the person to process things deeply, to love everyone. That I try to be the best version of myself, all of the time. The fact its so messy and all over the place also represents me. I feel like it shows how messy I feel on the inside, everything I feel. I am a very sensitive person, I think about everything. I learn things about people before really getting to know them so I can try to guess if its worth it or not. Sometimes its better to leave a friendship undiscovered than try to make it work. Most things don't work unless both the person and you work together. You cant make a puzzle piece fit where it doesn't go.
Artist Statement
For my ceramic piece I made a sheep. Sheep represent how fragile and vulnerable we’re capable of being. The cuts and scrapes and bruises represent every single imperfection people have. The holes people leave in our hearts, filled with dirt and tape and forever ignored. They make everyone different, they way they fill their bullet wounds and scrapes. I used color to represent how beautiful these flaws are. The curves and the bumps in people's souls, oceans crash against them wonderfully and they melt over them like chocolate covered strawberries. Sheep represent what we are when no one is around. When no one is listening. The child that lives inside of everyone. A piece of your heart, cowering in the deepest corner. Afraid of the world, from what could pierce a bullet through your heart. All of the hunters in this prey world. The swirls and colors and leaves that surround your body as you are trapped in a forest. The colors creep into your bullet holes, healing you inside out.
(I thought I had a picture of my finished sheep, but I guess I forgot to take one)