conceiving in august

six months gestation proved just the right interval to experience a pretty full spectrum- the gift, the denial, growth and stretch marks, depression, surrender... and a sweet reception.


my process was counter-intuitive, to say the least; rather than establishing a theme from a grand collection of pieces, the show's title was required for press release in the beginning of february when pieces were but a .... a figment. fig*ment incubated for months before the collection began to take physical shape; not surprising given the time I've sat personally with the issues that I came to reframe with my art. I explored all new media with this, my first big show, which meant a lot of reading, creative sleeping positions, and a whole new wardrobe of wax-infused clothing. 

august was a huge lesson in trust for me; to have fig*ment be met with so much support is more than gratifying. nothing breeds success like success, as they say, and I feel ready to breed. in a manner of speaking. the friendship, love and business that came my way this summer will motivate me to keep the light on in my studio as the days grow shorter.