My exhibition, titled “solitary dismemberment” serves as a contemporary self-portrait, a dissection and deconstruction of a life, my life, presented before you, laid bare for your examination. An exploration into memory, family, individualism, and reflection. A life and all of its parts, carefully deconstructed, documented, and put back together. My best and worst moments lay next to each other on pedestals, carefully constructing the story of who I am and how I came to be here.
“Solitary Dismemberment,” the set of plates containing 5 body parts represents the physical aspect of this dissection. Each plate is dedicated to a different body part and how i personally view my experiences living attached to these parts. My severed hand, uplifted on a golden embellished platter, a physical symbol of my perceived value, the part that grants me the ability to create art. A severed heart, laid on a bed of broken shards of ceramic, surrounded by unopened messages in sealed bottles, a symbol of endearments or affection never spoken or never read. A uterus, trapped in a cage of spikes and chains sitting next to breasts that are romanticized yet brutalized, both contrasting symbols of what it means to be a woman and how our parts are both deified and condemned.
“Is Your Blood Authentic?” a set of frames hung on the wall created out of ceramic, each symbolic of a member of my family. This work explores familial bonds and how family can feel both isolating and unifying. An alternative take on the common ritual of hanging pictures of family on your walls I chose to make the frames themselves the art instead of what goes into the frames. In this work, I choose to accept that I see myself in them through all of their worst traits, in their anger, fear,rage and their sadness. But I also accept that I see myself within all of their best parts, in their love, kindness, forgiveness, warmth and passion. I must accept that with all of the bad, so comes all of the good. I am not burdened by being a part of them, I am only made better for it.
“Shrine of Lost Time”, is the set of 22 vases, each representing a year of my life. 365 days can often feel like a lifetime but so often our years can fade into the memories of the worst and best things that happened to us over that time. These vases serve as a visual timeline, and through them, you can see my life as I have lived it. The years of joyful child hood bliss, turned into teen angst, turned into something darker, and yet continuing to persevere and transform into a hopeful and promising future.
Out of the billions of people that have ever lived and will every life, no two have experienced life the same, No two have ever loved, lost, grieved or lived the same, and it is because of those individual differences that connection and understanding between one another is so valuable. To understand that your experiences and pain make you both singular and valuable is the most important thing a person can do. Through this exhibition I hope to show you my singularities, and invite you to look inward at yourself and find what makes you singular. Your worst moments do not define you, they dignify you. And your best moments do not limit you, they propell you. And all of those moments put together create you.