Until I sat down to make this piece, I had forgotten how much I enjoy painting. It’s a wonderfully hypnotic experience, similar to flowing down a hill on a skateboard. You can’t focus on anything else but what’s right in front of you. You feel weightless, a true sense of freedom.
As the year winds down, the only thing I wish for is for all of us to experience that feeling at least once. Amidst all the turmoil and strife, it is still possible to feel free, in small, concrete ways.
“Flowing” will be on sale at 540 Rogues starting this Thursday 12/7. The proceeds from this show will benefit the San Francisco Understudy Program, which helps kids gain experience in the arts.
Lately I’ve been dying fabric with turmeric. I feel like a witch standing over a steaming cauldron and it makes the kitchen smell fantastic. The result is this lovely bright golden yellow that will fade over time, like all good things.
On top of the turmeric-dyed things, I’ve been block printing little designs. Everything happens on the floor in my kitchen. Making these objects makes me feel like a kid again (so like a witch-child?) It’s magical and fun and gets me out of my head and into my body.
It takes a long time and makes my arms and knees sore. But nothing worth having comes easy, and I hope the sweat and love comes through for those who end up buying them.
These items are for sale at the SF Artist Gift Shop on 1506 Haight Street (corner of Haight/Ashbury) until January 28, 2024.
During grad school, I felt self-conscious about my lack of fine art training. I stopped drawing and picked up other types of work instead. After I graduated, I realized drawing is my anchor. Even if no one sees this work, it’s a crucial processing tool for me.
I joined my cousins in the corner of the country, by sandstone cliffs and behemoth ships. We were lulled to sleep at night by the sounds of airplane engines. We laughed a lot and compared the roundness of our faces. Each night we ordered way too much food, but in the end it all got eaten.