A single square foot is where this project begins.
Like the construction of a house, inch by inch, I process to remember the ways I’ve been shaped into the “rooms” I inhabit. Conjuring memories, birthing grief and breaking down barriers I’ve grown comfortable residing in, walls built to hide myself.
For the purpose of experimenting with emulsion on fabric, I’ve created photograms on linen with artifacts representative of carpentry. In the installation portion of this project, I will suspend these test prints between the coils of a rusted bed form. These tools become a metaphor for how experiences shape and build a worldview. On the one hand, they are useful and on the other they serve to silence and build walls of separation. They have the power to create and destroy.
For the purposes of my project, I examine the metaphorical “tools” used to build myself into a box of self-preservation. Living through childhood trauma, some have served me well and others have confined me into spaces that no longer serve my greater purpose.