Artists can get pretty strange. I admit, I don't always understand other's art... and that's o.k... maybe that's the point. Maybe it's an expression of something inside that they just have to get out. I did this Assemblage project for Sculpture 1. Basically, you take found objects which are then assembled to tell a story... or not. I had an idea in mind, then lo & behold, found all the objects I needed in one morning at garage sales for under 3 bucks. The title of this project is called
Isolation. I feel that at some point (or at many points) during a person's life, an event or events can occur which will lead us into a tailspin of isolation. People don't like to talk about it, but I am pretty certain it is an unavoidable part of the human experience. We reach a point where we feel misunderstood, or worse, like no one understands us at all... or where we feel trapped in a situation in which we see no way out... utterly alone. I think this piece conveys that concept well. We have the center figure, curled up in the fetal position, with the locks nearby, suggesting the feeling of being trapped. The glass is tinted, suggesting that he can't really see clearly, nor can he see the way out behind him, or the bird of freedom above him. The symbols of freedom (open fence & bird) suggest that we do have the key... we always have the key, and that many of our "prisons," (though we may not be able to see it at the time) are often self imposed.
Artists can get pretty strange. I admit, I don't always understand other's art... and that's o.k... maybe that's the point. Maybe it's an expression of something inside that they just have to get out. I did this Assemblage project for Sculpture 1. Basically, you take found objects which are then assembled to tell a story... or not. I had an idea in mind, then lo & behold, found all the objects I needed in one morning at garage sales for under 3 bucks. The title of this project is called Isolation. I feel that at some point (or at many points) during a person's life, an event or events can occur which will lead us into a tailspin of isolation. People don't like to talk about it, but I am pretty certain it is an unavoidable part of the human experience. We reach a point where we feel misunderstood, or worse, like no one understands us at all... or where we feel trapped in a situation in which we see no way out... utterly alone. I think this piece conveys that concept well. We have the center figure, curled up in the fetal position, with the locks nearby, suggesting the feeling of being trapped. The glass is tinted, suggesting that he can't really see clearly, nor can he see the way out behind him, or the bird of freedom above him. The symbols of freedom (open fence & bird) suggest that we do have the key... we always have the key, and that many of our "prisons," (though we may not be able to see it at the time) are often self imposed.
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