Peg’s shirt is bright pink and begged for color. I didn’t have the right marker so I used flesh with a scarlet overlay. Once I have enough sketches I’ll have no more excuses except to start working on panels. How many more sketches is that I wonder? I have the tiny panels I bought to practice on.
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My work deals with themes of human and nonhuman intelligence, and what it means to return home when the nature of home itself is nebulous and undefined. As an interdisciplinary artist with homebases in painting and printmaking, I explore the interstitial spaces between these and other media, relishing the borderlands–the slippage between idea and medium. Lens based ways of looking interact with a fierce love of materiality that echoes the earth itself, and the ways in which humanity interacts with the homeostatic systems that comprise Gaia, the living earth.
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