My work reflects on images of motherhood, labour and domesticity. The images create stories of domestic rituals that are both familiar and strange. I’m asking questions about the role of the female body, the maternal and probing the nature of her work. What is her labour? Manual labour, paid labour, domestic labour, mental labour, artistic labour, body in labour. I am interested in how working the surface with paint might suggest and limit. For me the “expressive” mark is important, but it also contains a certain legacy of masculinity and myth. The painting finds itself negotiating this gestural impulse with calculations and measurements, with scrubbing and washing, with interruptions and cancellations.
Home might be a primary site of political encounter: behind a curtain, things are always being arranged and you peer down from the scaffolding and maybe help adjust the lighting.
And here I think about work, the labour of hands and what they build and nurture and bring into being. I wonder if I can make a familiar space still hold yet become like the moment you begin to see things strange, so that a warm feeling is opened wider and becomes heat.
There is a lived-in space where our seeing does not meet. Where there is conversation, but there is no talking. A stillness where people move about in their own private realities: building yet unable to bridge a gap. There is separateness, even while we live together or while we work and play together. The things we accept so that we can be together, the things we ignore so we can be together.