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STORYTELLERS EXHIBITION

October 5-28 2023

TSUNAMI, KOH PHI PHI THAILAND 2004

mixed media, 8”x8”x9”, 2016

I am a SCUBA diving instructor. In 2004 I traveled to Thailand and arrived on the island of Koh Phi Phi, 4 months after the tsunami that devastated South East Asia. On the ferry there, a Belgian journalist, coming back for a follow up, remarked that the place did not smell of death anymore. When the wave hit, it destroyed 60 percent of the buildings on the island and claimed nearly 1300 lives. You could see the desolation everywhere, only locals and volunteers inhabited the island and had just the most basic of amenities.

For the following 4 months to the rate of 3 dives a day and 6 days a week, I became part of the volunteer clean up diving crew. We collected…

Teravarna Gallery - 7th portrait

July- August 2023

IGNEOUS PORTRAIT is part of a series of wall mounted sculptures. Why wouldn’t sculptors have some of that wall space?

It’s a circular piece of wood covered in red velvet in the centre of which there is a classic cameo figure. The portrait is surrounded by an amorphous fortification.

Cameos were made by the Ancient Mediterraneans and are still recognized as an art form today. As it is often my inclination, I am bringing an item from the past into the present by way of materials.

GALLERIUM ART PRIZE 2023

June 15- August 15 2023

CICATRIX is comes out of my research on the allegorical representation of women in statuaries and monuments. 

It is a wearable performative piece composed of a bright yellow vinyl floor-length tunic and a steel chainmail scarf that is 144 inches long, weighs 60 lbs which partially obscures the model's face. Each ring of the scarf represents a micro aggression that women internalize and drag with them throughout their lives. This garment is made by a process that combines armour making (historically men's work) and crocheting (historically women's work).

The scarf's heaviness causes her to stand tall and show strength. The tail of the scarf falls to the ground with a loud clunk that echoes as she walks away.  We are forever dragging these aggressions within us.