Of this style of my work, someone asked me, “Aren’t you just grabbing random things out of magazines and slapping them together?”
The answer is no. No, I’m not. I collect piles of interesting cut outs, shapes, objects, and otherwise, and when I put them together, it’s not because they “look cool”… it’s because I’m asking myself with every decision… “Is this person, the same as this person? Is this cut out of an apple the same person as this cut out of a high heel? Do these words fit the persona?” And so each piece becomes not just a compositional collage, but a portrait, a whole identity, summarized by a handful of “random cut outs”, thoughtfully curated, and showcased. What a lovely metaphor for our very identities.
Of this style of my work, someone asked me, “Aren’t you just grabbing random things out of magazines and slapping them together?”
The answer is no. No, I’m not. I collect piles of interesting cut outs, shapes, objects, and otherwise, and when I put them together, it’s not because they “look cool”… it’s because I’m asking myself with every decision… “Is this person, the same as this person? Is this cut out of an apple the same person as this cut out of a high heel? Do these words fit the persona?” And so each piece becomes not just a compositional collage, but a portrait, a whole identity, summarized by a handful of “random cut outs”, thoughtfully curated, and showcased. What a lovely metaphor for our very identities.
