Lifelines

Lifeline...

I wanted to express how linear is life in general. Everything has a beginning and an end. Winding roads, open roads, in front or behind us... interrupted sometimes... brutally or slowly...

Hopeline
How sometimes hope is the only line we have to keep going foward when everything crumbles around us.

Bloodline... everyone who preceded and all the little ones who will follow...

All of us, little tiny self centered humans moving forward on invisible lines... held up by invisible lines...

until it stops.

Satellites

Here it is... I know, I have not posted in a while. Well, Christmas Holidays took all the time I had on hands. Now that the routine is back, I took time to explore some

more. My last piece is called Satellites. I chose so to represent my little tribe, you know, the eight of us, when we share the same space.

Trail of thoughts

This is the second of the same series. I used the same techniques but I created the focal point outside of the melted wax. The granit paint gives it a spark. The picture does not do it justice. In reality, the white lines stand out a lot more (on my wall anyway).

I am happy with these two last pieces because they came out as I wanted too. I am also thinking about working more on dark background (brown, dark blue, grey) because of the effect it has on colors.

So far, this one is my favorite.

Too much to think about.

I found black canvases at Deserres the other day. Of course I had to have them. Colors would look so bright on a dark background. There I was, alone in the house, with my paints and my music blaring. I had bought granit paint and a new fresh block of wax. I started by melting gray wax all over the canvas. Then I poured melted wax on top and blew on it with a straw. It created a different surface, like a crater. I used that as my starting point and I painted on top of it.

Type A Personality

This piece took me a few weeks to complete. All the squares or reactangles are made with a different color and a different texture. They all represent our limits, our boundaries. The choices we make and those that are imposed by our environment. Very hands on piece of work I would say. The kids spent many minutes touching it. They had a blast.

Now, I need to find a way to hang it on the wall... Well, it s a 36 in X 36 in and quite heavy canvas to put up.

heartbroken

Here is the last project. It took me a while to figure out what to do with it. I had experienced melting the styrofoam a little and I built this wall on canvas, thinking about something else. Then, the wall idea came up... reflecting on all the walls surrounding us, women of all kinds, barriers, violence, survival. So many of us, stuck in front of a wall... too frail to break it down.. no door to knock on... No escape...

Poem

Here is one of my last creation. A poem I wrote to Jay a few weeks ago. The colors chosen represent organic matters. I also melted styrofoam and painted it before mounting my sentences on it.

I chose to represent our relationship as something alive, something that we have to nourish, something alive, on its own. Hence the reason behind bloody red work...tears and the skin like color in the background.