Daughter
Print measures 13”x19”
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Does not ship flat
Image is heavily watermarked. Your print will not be.
I always hesitate to offer my feelings about a piece. I hope to allow enough ambiguity for the viewer to project and connect and empathize in their own way. Sometimes any explanation is enough to interrupt that opportunity.
I named this piece ‘Daughter’ because I identify as a woman, and, for me, this piece is a conversation about coping with the complexities of generational trauma and the expectations of being a woman in the home.
A few more thoughts:
I don’t know if country goose decor was a global phenomenon or just an invasion of the southern states, but there seemed to be at least one goose in every home I entered as a child. Flatware, glassware, valances, cookie jars, tablecloths, napkin rings, toasters, etc… Some women had the whole flock. It was dizzying.
As I was creating this piece, I was listening to a podcast that dissected the short story “The Yellow Wallpaper.” The same week, someone made a comment that this piece reminded them of the story. I think that’s a really beautiful connection.
I also heard someone say something to the effect of, “I’d like to think the term ‘domestic housewife’ implies the existence of a ‘feral housewife.’” And I’m not sure I would know a greater honor than to be considered a feral housewife.
Print measures 13”x19”
Mat not included in purchase
Does not ship flat
Image is heavily watermarked. Your print will not be.
I always hesitate to offer my feelings about a piece. I hope to allow enough ambiguity for the viewer to project and connect and empathize in their own way. Sometimes any explanation is enough to interrupt that opportunity.
I named this piece ‘Daughter’ because I identify as a woman, and, for me, this piece is a conversation about coping with the complexities of generational trauma and the expectations of being a woman in the home.
A few more thoughts:
I don’t know if country goose decor was a global phenomenon or just an invasion of the southern states, but there seemed to be at least one goose in every home I entered as a child. Flatware, glassware, valances, cookie jars, tablecloths, napkin rings, toasters, etc… Some women had the whole flock. It was dizzying.
As I was creating this piece, I was listening to a podcast that dissected the short story “The Yellow Wallpaper.” The same week, someone made a comment that this piece reminded them of the story. I think that’s a really beautiful connection.
I also heard someone say something to the effect of, “I’d like to think the term ‘domestic housewife’ implies the existence of a ‘feral housewife.’” And I’m not sure I would know a greater honor than to be considered a feral housewife.
Print measures 13”x19”
Mat not included in purchase
Does not ship flat
Image is heavily watermarked. Your print will not be.
I always hesitate to offer my feelings about a piece. I hope to allow enough ambiguity for the viewer to project and connect and empathize in their own way. Sometimes any explanation is enough to interrupt that opportunity.
I named this piece ‘Daughter’ because I identify as a woman, and, for me, this piece is a conversation about coping with the complexities of generational trauma and the expectations of being a woman in the home.
A few more thoughts:
I don’t know if country goose decor was a global phenomenon or just an invasion of the southern states, but there seemed to be at least one goose in every home I entered as a child. Flatware, glassware, valances, cookie jars, tablecloths, napkin rings, toasters, etc… Some women had the whole flock. It was dizzying.
As I was creating this piece, I was listening to a podcast that dissected the short story “The Yellow Wallpaper.” The same week, someone made a comment that this piece reminded them of the story. I think that’s a really beautiful connection.
I also heard someone say something to the effect of, “I’d like to think the term ‘domestic housewife’ implies the existence of a ‘feral housewife.’” And I’m not sure I would know a greater honor than to be considered a feral housewife.