NOTE: I wrote this BEFORE I titled each piece. Writing to you helps!
Usually when I create a painting, I know what it is about and have at least part of the title in mind BEFORE I begin. Sometimes, though rarely, I just want to paint something beautiful and knowledge of a title is vague. In these cases, I just stick on a title at the end. With these four new pieces, it was different entirely. (READ MORE BELOW)
Without Words #1: her words 30" x 30", 2012, $300
There has been so much going on with my children and their feelings of exclusion due to food. Beyond Celiac Disease and Eosinophilic Esophagitis, we have also become acutely aware of how every child-centered activity (both at school and beyond) seems to revolve around pizza, cupcakes, candy, or some other unhealthy food. This scares us because of the rise in childhood obesity. Though difficult, we do realize that this awareness is one of the gifts that have come from our "difference." When I initially started to paint I was really thinking about children, our culture of food and obesity, my own children's vulnerability, exclusionary food, etc. (READ MORE BELOW)
Without Words #2: wrapped rabbit 18" x 26", 2012, $200
I started by painting beautiful cakes with children stuck in them as cake toppers, some with glass cases around them. I prepared the paper in shades of gray, cut them to size, and began painting. The cakes WERE beautiful, but there was no "bite," no contrast, nothing to grip the viewer visually or emotionally. I repeatedly painted over them and started again. Finally they emerged into something very different. (READ MORE BELOW)
Without Words #3: milagros 14" x 18", 2012, SOLD
These works are still about a child's vulnerability. . . . but they are also about a child's strength within the fragility. Really though, I have no words for these paintings. They touch me deeply. I don't know how to title them. My inability to title these paintings really goes along with my recent lack of words. (READ MORE BELOW)
Without Words #4: their words silence her 22" x 30" 2012, $275
Feeling blessed, overwhelmed, confused about the right path, the right course of action, on the edge of something powerful regarding advocacy for my children, but not there yet... there are no words. My children DO have words. I listen. Their words are so profound that they silence me. There are a few titles in here, somewhere. :) Writing this note to you has taken me all day, leaving it and coming back to it. I will now write the titles , which will likely contain words. There is both fault and good in that. Thank you for "listening."