Psychology major, Studio Art minor
An artist by nature, if not in trade. I have never been terribly eloquent; words elude me. To me, art is the ultimate form of expression, the only language in which I feel a semblance of fluency. It is an invitation to join in a shared experience, through which my meaning may be most truthfully conveyed.
plywood
Jewett Hallway Galleries
The title Wood Lasagna comes from a nickname informally assigned to this series by a friend. Because how else does one describe these forms? I’ve been told that the series is evocative of several things - a cliffside, a tree’s rings, the human form. As for my intention, all of the above are correct (excluding the lasagna).
Beginning this project, I was inspired by the form of my material. There is a simple irony to it. Bringing the plywood, which has been cut and processed into perfect rectangles, back to a fluid, biomorphic shape by further human intervention.
I was particularly inspired by the contours of the human form. Even in my portraiture, I tend to shy away from direct depictions of the human silhouette. This was no exception. I wanted to draw attention, appreciation, to the details which make up the form. The supple elasticity of skin, the sinuous topography of bone, the stratified architecture of each cell wall. The landscape of the body.
The creation of this work became a meditative activity for me. The endless goal of softening the wood, of smoothing the transition between layers. Because of the organic shape, it is awkward to impossible to clamp the wood in place. Thus, to work on the sculpture (especially with the dremel), it must be held. More so than my other works, I feel an odd sort of parental bond with it as a result.