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| Picking Up The Pieces was inspired, quite literally, by the little pieces of snipped fabric that fall to the cutting room floor when I am working on a project. As someone unable to throw out anythingparticularly shimmering morsels of materialI gather up all the fallen bits at the end of every project and keep them in a large plastic tub. After many projects, there are enough saved scraps or mistakes for me to dip my hands into a gorgeous bucket of potential fabric brushstrokes and start to play. The result is a series of abstracts that begin quite randomly but are gently reined in by underlying structures and rhythms so that viewers can make sense of the results. This body of work portrays the ordinary caught in the fleeting moments when it is not all bundled up and packaged as we expect it to be. I have tried to pay homage to the elemental parts that comprise a moment or an object instead of the wholeness that we are more accustomed to. I hope viewers will look into them and find them not only interesting, intriguing and pretty but also, on some level, surprisingly familiar. |
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| From top left, clockwise:
Picking Up The Pieces Of A Mountain: $485 Picking Up The Pieces Of A Condos On The Water: $500 Picking Up The Pieces Of Grandma's Parlour: $485 Picking Up The Pieces Of A Garden Rake: $500 |
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