THE WONDERMENT SERIES
Won • der • ment [wuhn-der-muhnt] -noun
- wondering or wonder
- a cause or occasion of wonder
My process often begins with a question to tackle whatever might be puzzling or troubling me at the moment. It could be Prejudice, Feminism, Global Warming, Suburban Sprawl, Motherhood, or Plastic Surgery. I wonder, ”How do I really feel about the subject?” While I work on the art, the art often answers my questions and clarifies my feelings. This series is an ongoing collection of pieces I have worked on over the years tackling different subjects.
Unique Artists Book
In my observations over the past several years, it is the women who are the true safety net in our healthcare system. It is the women who quietly take on the lion’s share of the care for the ill and elderly. It is the women who help their friends and neighbors, take care of aging relatives, and nurse their children back to good health. It is the women who guide the kind men who offer help and assistance. The women give love beyond measure, work harder than anyone can imagine and wake up the next morning to do it again and again and again and again...
100 YEAR WISH
A creepy Old Wives Tale involves the dandelion. Superstition has it that if you blow on a white dandelion head, the number of seeds remaining indicates how many years you have left to live.
As I grow older, I have become very distressed about how quickly "Time" seems to pass. I can hear it whistling past my ears as it flies by. I reach the end of every day wondering what the hell happened? How is it that the day is already over? What have I done? What have I accomplished? Did I cherish the day or trash it? Did I spend any time "Living in the moment"?
So much to do. So little time. Piles of books to read. Countless art pieces to create. I want to travel to new places, spend more time with family and friends. I have piles of recipes to try. I want to redesign the garden. I need to exercise more. I yearn to clean out and reorganize the house. My "To-Do" list is endless.
This piece reflects my heart's desire to collect more time. Hoard it. Keep it. Save it. I have captured 100 years of dandelion seeds and preserved them in tiny little vials. I refuse to let them drift away.
Growing up, society taught me that if you dressed provocatively or showed too much skin, then you were inviting attention from the opposite sex. If that attention was disrespectful, or violent, then you got what you deserved. You were “asking for it".
Today, provocative clothing is the norm. Seeing a woman’s cleavage and belly is a daily occurrence. It is acceptable to see tattoos and piercings on any part of a woman’s body.
I think that “Don’t Touch” acknowledges that fact that we have evolved enough as a society to recognize that “No means NO"! No matter how a woman looks, she does not “deserve” to be abused. Her voice has power and must be acknowledged.
I made this piece using free form crochet with very soft organic yarn that invites touching. I want the viewer to feel an intense desire to touch the sculpture knowing that they are not supposed to touch. What kind of feelings do they have as they struggle with their desire? Do they do the right thing and keep their hands off…or not?