NOVEMBER

I’m finally done with all my pieces for December solo show and it feels good. I’ve been working on it most of the year on and off, becoming obsessed at times, and furious, then disappointed, taking a break, distancing, stepping again into the studio after exhausting myself in the garden, hands dirty but full of flowers, finally beginning to catch a glimpse of elusive idea. The contrast of how I envision things and what limitations of my skill and materials allow me to do is astounding to say the least, and breaking the barrier between the two is just as impossible as stepping out of the world of your dreams into a parking lot.

I’m very mindful of what I bring into existence. I’m sure it sounds cliche but when I force things out of my mind and into a real world I want them to add another layer of magic, and beauty if at all possible, I want you  to see through same dream filter I use, my magical looking glass that lets you find enchanted rabbit hole in this largely non-magical world.

Oh, I’m fully aware of horrific things that happening in the world, believe me. I don’t suggest you should forget about them - not at all. I’m just offering you…a vacation.

Idea for this collection was lurking in my mind for a long time and I know it’s going to be reoccurring in my work. When you think of your inner landscape what do you see? For me, it is always a garden. It used to be very clean and civilized, a lot like a city park but last decade I started rewilding it again to match the one that was blooming in my heart when I was five. I did away with pavement and straight lines of internal avenues that lead me directly nowhere. I kept statues of ancient goddesses but I let wild vines engulf their feet and flowers bloom where they pleased. I stopped weeding. The birds came back, and butterflies. There’s a deer family with two fawns, raised on the milk of my dreams.  Couple vultures occupy the top branches of dead tree, waiting to take away ideas no longer alive. Gates are ever open - but not easy to find, because this place is only for dreamers like me.

Welcome into the Wild Garden of my Heart.

much love, until December, XOXO