It's hard to say how I feel about the Core show Saturday night... all I can come up with is that it's a time I'll never forget. I met so many amazing people and was really surprised by how excited I was to finally see all the mannequins for the first time. It was a truly unique experience, and I'm so grateful to Anne for putting the show together and to Christine whose work was the spark that inspired the show...
Like all but one of the artists who contributed to the show, I'd never worked on a mannequin form before and although it was exciting and fun, it was also challenging. I learned the hard way that cutting into fiberglass can be painful... that it's darn hard to sew burlap... and that shipping unfinished artwork across the country and trying to finish it at its destination - on a deadline - is not the best plan! I was somewhat prepared for the "physical" challenges but I had conveniently forgotten the other stuff... the non-physical. I had forgotten that when I signed up to do the show, I was also signing up to dig deeply and look at some pretty personal stuff... and then put that on display. I should know that by now... but if it's honest work, it always reflects some truth about the creator... a truth that's necessary to see in order to move forward. So, in honor of the process of moving forward... here's my piece. It's mostly white, with lots of math equations, rulers, erasers for mistakes... she's innocent, a schoolgirl, a skeleton - a ghost... but her heart is full of color. You can see through the top layer to all that's underneath,
the uncomfortable burlap skirt, all the measuring,
all the trying to figure it out.
It was a lot of work, on many levels, but I'd definitely do it again. In a heartbeat.