Category: USA
Life
Fire in the Belly
My Granny Box
To all the silent angels
Who support and nourish us,
That we may soar!
Song From the Earth
My work celebrates the Native American philosophy of centering one’s life in the natural world. Â This is both a conscious and instinctual commitment. Â Rather than illustrate this idea, I use materials to suggest our relationship to the earth.
On the brink of the new millennium, let us all be mindful of celebrating and preserving the earth’s gifts. This should be a universal concern.
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Fire Box
Angels
Tahiti in a Box
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Opportunity Gap
This box purports to show the great disparity of living standards in the United States and the enormous differences in the haves and the have-nots.
In the 1970’s I photographed migrant workers in central Florida. The situation there was not too different from the photographs taken by the Farm Security Administration in the Thirties and the situation is the same today. In one camp far from civilization the workers lived in converted buses with 1 toilet and shower facility for over 70 people. The children did not attend schools as they were too far away. When the government finally closed the camp, they simply moved further into the outback.
Whole families worked the groves, including young children, but that was the only way the families could earn enough for the day.
Contrast this with the luxurious life styles of some today. There is a widening gap between the rich and the poor. As technology dominates the employment field, those with little education are doomed to low paying or no jobs at all. Our society is becoming more stratified economically.
Surely Goodness…
This box has many references. One is biblical. “My cup runneth over” directly precedes my title from the 23rd Psalm, a thought that came to mind as I made it. It is also something like Pandora’s Box.
The surely goodness part is the outcome of both references that I mean and want for women. It is who we are and how we create and effect culture. This box stands over and beyond patriarchy.
It is also part of an ongoing project of mine to recycle into art all the many art materials I have been carrying with me for nearly 35 years with the fantasy: Someday I will make some crayon drawings again, or use this glitter in a piece! Now I am doing it as pure art materials, recycling as all things do back into life.
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It’s the Little Things…
This box is a design to remind me of the happy things that are a part of my life most every day. Â The things inside are necessary material things that keep us together… in more ways than one.
Fortune Telling
Cup Cakes
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Torn Apart By the Almighty Dollar
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The Listening Place
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The Earth moves me
The branches protect me
And her beauty fills my soul
An American Girl
Is there no greater suffering than “An American Girl, Shopping For A Husband”? In her single days, she would cry and cry over lost loves, covet the sacred purchases of keepsakes in hope for love, and dream endlessly for the one– a final purchase of the dream guy and live happily ever after.
Medium: The box, Ukranian egg dyes, silver and gold spray paint, floral wire, embroidery thread, wood ball, buttons and dominos, netting, yarn, plastic shopping bags, things girls buy, one groomsman cut in half, newspaper clipping, wire, crotchet needle, Modge Podge and Tacky glue.
