My creation of artwork, whether with a camera or a paintbrush, is a necessary component in my intrinsic process as a human being. The work I create relates, in one way or another, to every facet of my life and in turn, every facet of my life relates to the work I create. I feel compelled to create images as I travel through my life and process my experiences. It is as if each piece I indulge myself in- becomes a road map of understanding for me as my experiences unfold. It is an exploration into my conscious and unconscious mind. Much of my artwork is reflective of the questions that I ask myself. Who are we as humans? as women? as mothers? as parents? as partners? as sexual creatures? as athletes? as biological machines? If I’m not excavating 'whom'… the next fueled fire is 'why'? Why are we this or that?, and who taught us to be? And why is this- this way or that way? Becoming a parent brought more questions…because now I have “little people” that are like clay in my hands, and in the hands of society. This has made me more aware of the artistry of life. If I am an artist in life, what responsibility do I have in the world at large and personally in the artwork of my family? I know that I have the capacity to affect the world at large with my art as member of society, and more readily to create art that has impact on my smaller world in terms of my community and my family. Our world is full of visual imagery, suggesting this or that, encouraging us one way or the other, begging us to think. I am completely enamored with the process of creating imagery that does just that… asks you, the viewer, to think. I create art about life, about process, about identity.
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