Galleries : Conjure
In tales, Sleeping Beauty slumbers one hundred years beyond a bramble wall, passively awaiting a Prince to fight through and save her, but the beings in Conjure wait for no one to rescue them. They make their own way through thorn-laced hedges, forging paths, following strange guides, seeking and conjuring from their own skin and shadows a reality of blue roses, birds, and fairytale creatures.
Tangled hedges creep along the boundaries in this series, as I wrangle with questions of what we unleash on the natural world. There are many shadows that result from humanity`s passage, and yet we are also capable of creating great beauty and art. I find inside me the simultaneous contradiction of creator, destroyer, preserver, and so I painted this series in which there is a constant shifting between an enchanted alliance, and a thorny struggle with nature. These magicians create with malleable shadows. They showcase their manipulation of their surroundings with ease and playfulness, sacrificing and destroying and weaving from their own essence, even as they summon forth living shades.
It is an uneasy balance, and one that I seek to find for myself, but they are at home with the transformed realities that they create. The inhabitants of Conjure blend easily into a space where a ring of mushrooms can sublimate into the wind in a fleet of umbrellas, or where the moon`s glow is the result of bio-luminescent moths, and where blue roses dot the landscape with their inescapable presence that speaks of someone`s changing hand upon their petals.
