Re-purposing a craft medium and elevating it to fine art hearkens back to simpler times when one had to make do with the resources one had. Bringing a past "homemaker" media to modern day. More artists are turning to traditional craft materials in an attempt to reconnect with the handmade, “evidence of hand” perfectly imperfect work. The thread making marks similar to the way she once painted. The process meditative and peaceful. The product invokes nostalgia and the safety of an ancestor's home, generations past. Memorializing the visual information that floats in and out of our daily lives. Manic imaginary, slowed down, given a place of more permanence. Representing the flashes of google searches, accessible and excess knowledge at a schizophrenic pace but with some celebration instead of the continual despair over where we are as a human race. Preemptive nostalgia of today. Some joy within the stuff of life, as imperfect as it may be.
"A mix of mischievousness, childhood joys and my utter love for John Waters, inspired this series. They all live in close proximity in my head. Staying up late as a kid to watch Cry Baby on HBO without my mother's knowledge. City pigeons. New dollar store paintboxes. The rattle of ice in a cocktail glasses. Campy, low brow/high brow joys." - LP
Re-purposing a craft medium and elevating it to fine art hearkens back to simpler times when one had to make do with the resources one had. Bringing a past "homemaker" media to modern day. More artists are turning to traditional craft materials in an attempt to reconnect with the handmade, “evidence of hand” perfectly imperfect work. The thread making marks similar to the way she once painted. The process meditative and peaceful. The product invokes nostalgia and the safety of an ancestor's home, generations past. Memorializing the visual information that floats in and out of our daily lives. Manic imaginary, slowed down, given a place of more permanence. Representing the flashes of google searches, accessible and excess knowledge at a schizophrenic pace but with some celebration instead of the continual despair over where we are as a human race. Preemptive nostalgia of today. Some joy within the stuff of life, as imperfect as it may be.
"A mix of mischievousness, childhood joys and my utter love for John Waters, inspired this series. They all live in close proximity in my head. Staying up late as a kid to watch Cry Baby on HBO without my mother's knowledge. City pigeons. New dollar store paintboxes. The rattle of ice in a cocktail glasses. Campy, low brow/high brow joys." - LP