Sculpture
Found Objects.
2017, Plaster, Resin, Beeswax, Crate, 14”x10”x8”
I interviewed people that lived in areas of occupation about the items that their family preserved during occupation. I then used molds to recreate objects out of different materials that metaphorically related to the way the objects would have been destroyed. I used beeswax to recreate bowls that my Korean grandmother had to hide from Japanese soldiers who would try to melt the silver bowls into weaponry. I made a pipe out of plaster to recreate a Palestinian woman’s grandfather’s pipes to relate to the bombing and violence that Palestinians experience. I showed these sculptures on the ground in an unsuspecting crate to emphasize the fact that they are trying to be hidden. By making these objects even more fragile I exaggerate the fragility of life and preciousness of these objects both in materiality and mentality.
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(Master)piece of my Heart
2015, Drywall, wood, carpet, 2'x6'
This wall is an "excavated" replica of a wall in my bedroom that my sister and I were measured on. When we were young we measured and listed the initials of our stuffed animals at the bottom. Further up on the wall I measured my sister on her knees because she would squat every time we played a game named "Goochie" (when my sister pretended to be a lemur hybrid and I was someone on safari that rescued and mothered her when her parents were captured by our enemy The Poacher). As we continued to grow on the wall, my sister and I began to add the names of our friends as the meaning of family began to expand in our minds.
Creating this piece gave me a chance to reflect on my relationships with my family and friends. It was strange to see that the friends that I once regarded as my family I am now completely out of touch with. No matter how bad things got with my family our ties have never been severed.