Saturday, September 8, 2012

unfinished poem - details

snippets from the exhibit's audio tour:
i built this piece with hundreds of egg shells, 
broken down just so 
into thousands of pieces, 
painted delicately with layers of acrylic paint, 
fitted together like a giant puzzle 
for which i lacked the solution.

while i wonder about the big picture, 
somewhere in wonderland, 
the white queen reminds alice that 
it is indeed ‘ a poor sort of memory 
that only works backwards’.  

 the piece becomes a meditation on longing, 
remembrance, and becoming one’s true self. 
naturally, this process requires 
the slow savoring 
of countless pots of tea, 
which spill into the painting, 
adding the only color. 

as i explore the life and history 
contained in these discarded kitchen scraps, 
and other bits of found objects, 
i allow theirs stories to work 
on my own biases of brokenness and wholeness, 
of vulnerability, 
of being and becoming.   
my work is a relentless search for poetry 
in the debris, 
an affirmation of life and possibility. 

 many thanks to my dear friend albert of secondprint productions, for capturing these lovely shots.


  1. There are not enough words to describe how brilliant this is! how do you wash all those shells, i am wondering? you have the essence of a saint in patience and stunning aspirations brought to fruition. i am STUNNED with this beauty!

    1. oh, wanda, had i known the extent to which this piece would stretch my patience, it is doubtful i would have embarked on this journey. i am grateful i did not know and plowed through which enabled me to grow in discipline and patience. the washing of the egg shells takes a gentle scrubbing and peeling of the inside membrane with my fingers. i only break clean the edges after they are dry.

  2. Seeing the entire piece at the end (and hello, you! You are gorgeous!) astonished me. Seeing the little detail shots, how painstakingly fitted together they are was enough to make my jaw drop, but to see the finished work. Well, it's so very beautiful. It kind of reminds me of sea foam, and a feeling of being at the ocean.

    1. hello, yourself! your process of taking it in was much like the process of creating it. working at the small scale to fit the pieces together like a puzzle, i was just as surprised to look at the big picture when i finally zoomed out. i love the sea foam image you recalled!

  3. Words escape me at the moment. Tears are flowing. My soul is singing. How incredibly brilliant you are.

    1. oh, jennifer, you humble me with your kind words.

  4. I love the idea of searching for poetry in the debris. I have taken the summer off from just about everything... painting, collage, writing, the blog world.. anything in my studio. It started with some health issues, which then took over and almost destroyed my spirit and creative drive. That is why I relate so much to your writing.. as your searchings seem to be similar to my searchings. I am slowly getting back into my studio.. all the harder when I have been out of it so long... but slowly but surely..

    1. donna, i am grieved to hear about your health issues and how they affected your spirit and work. i hope and pray that all that is put behind you will emerge stronger than ever, renewed and refreshed, with clarity and purpose in your in your heart and in your studio.

  5. Stunning, absolutely stunning! the close up images are amazing. I so want to see it in person. the fragility and yet strength and beauty is so very lovely. I now go to look some more.

    1. thank you for the kind words, kim! the piece will be displayed in grand rapids until october 19, along with 1,500 more works of art from all over the world. grand rapids is well worth a visit this time of the year.

  6. what a great idea... I just love it! well done