Parts WorkTitle: Lumpy in my Throat
Materials: Oil paint, scrap material, pallet trash, thread, yarn and slime on panel.
Title: Grumpy in my Tummy
Materials: Oil paint, pallet trash, glitter, and slime on panel.
Title: Forward Facing Escape Artist
Materials: Oil paint, scrap material, glitter, beads, and ribbon on panel.
Title: She’s Heap!!
Materials: Acrylic paint chips, Oil paint, scrap fabric, pallet trash, beads, glitter, slime, broken jewelry, and a Ctrl key on canvas
Materials: Oil paint, scrap material, pallet trash, thread, yarn and slime on panel.
Materials: Oil paint, pallet trash, glitter, and slime on panel.
Materials: Oil paint, scrap material, glitter, beads, and ribbon on panel.
Materials: Acrylic paint chips, Oil paint, scrap fabric, pallet trash, beads, glitter, slime, broken jewelry, and a Ctrl key on canvas
....Don't get to excited I do this for everyone...
Some things to note while you're inside:
First: Bagworm Moths are cool. During their larval stages they weave a comfy little bag around themselves and decorate it with the foliage surrounding them. The males emerge after metamorphosis looking cute, fluffy, and ready to freak it. The Females remain snuggled up in their bags until they wither away ❤️ #just girly things. The Evergreen Bagworm lives in Arkansas, and these Bagworms live in...me!
Second: The internal world you are viewing exists in five-dimentional space but due to a lack of funding an the restrictions of the current laws of physics I must depict it as a three- dimensional space. I've used nontraditional elements, in an attempt to recreate the missing fourth and fifth dimentions. I hope this makes up for technological inadequacy.
Last and MOST IMPORTANTLY: We all have parts. Parts of ourselves that work together in an internal system to make us. These parts have roles, make decisions, and react to things in the external world. When all our parts are working cohesively, we feel harmonious with ourselves, decisive, confident. Traumatic events can disrupt the harmony with the system for a time, leaving us feeling fragmented, uncertain, angry, and frightened. But wef can overcome it. We can turn into insect goo for years if needed and when the conditions are right, we will emerge; Beautiful, bizarre, completely different and somehow still the same.