artist information

Over the years, my concerns have been revealed to me through my artwork.  They generally come slowly or by way of the occasional creative burst.  I don’t set out to address anything.  I try to not think.  Making and thinking are separate acts, and critique and analysis can come later.  During long hours of making my essential interests bubble up to the surface, my daily concerns evaporate, and I become aware of what matters most.  An article on a particular insect, meanderings on the meaning of relationships, or a video clip of fungi turn into a series, or a single thought takes form in clay.  I am reminded, again and again, how difficult it is to keep track of the important parts of life while living the barrage of it.  The mundane can take over, and you find you’ve spent over an hour deleting spam.  Making art is the antidote to that, and the essential loveliness of the practice of it hits the re-set button.  It filters out the unnecessary, and while I obviously know what my concerns are, the artwork itself is what solidifies it in that quintessential languageless way.  The verbal concerns that echo in your head are altered or get edited in some way.  Things brighten and pulse at a different cognitive level.  -Stephanie