i'm an artist in Chicago, IL where i live with my husband & two tuxedo cats. i taught art for 10 years in a neighborhood high school on Chicago's northside.
i attribute much of my artwork's content from thinking too long about, of all things, umbrellas. at first i was drawn toward them because of their shape & states: opened, closed, inside out, slightly broken on the sidewalk etc. awkward, lonely, and beautiful.
physically, they mimic things i find beautiful found in nature like stems of flowers, leaves, tree canopies, lily pads, jellyfish, dandelion puffs, mushrooms....
conceptually, umbrellas provide me with many ideas that often lead me in new directions: a sense of protection, comfort, shelter, and the hope and precariousness of safety. under an umbrella, you are in your own world. you can hear your own breath and become more aware of your own body.
this array of meanings, that now reaches far beyond the humble umbrella, broadly translates to hopes and resignations and our relationships with the physical environment, body and each other.
conceptually, umbrellas provide me with many ideas that often lead me in new directions: a sense of protection, comfort, shelter, and the hope and precariousness of safety. under an umbrella, you are in your own world. you can hear your own breath and become more aware of your own body.
this array of meanings, that now reaches far beyond the humble umbrella, broadly translates to hopes and resignations and our relationships with the physical environment, body and each other.
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