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One day I decided to weave together two maps as part of a book I was constructing. I enjoyed the process, and I enjoyed what I thought about as I was weaving the pieces together: the dry, arid desert feel of Morocco woven into the tropics of Florida. What were the people in these places doing? How do these countries relate to each other? What are borders anyway? I began creating the weavings and then attaching them to wood surfaces. Sometimes I weave in colors, using embroidery thread. Finally, the pieces are coated in wax, further obfuscating meaning and forcing the viewer to look hard through the surface into the meaning underneath. The music weaves are another idea along the same lines, using the same techniques.
Finally, the tree installations are pieces made while at an artists' residency in the Catskills in 2015.
One day I decided to weave together two maps as part of a book I was constructing. I enjoyed the process, and I enjoyed what I thought about as I was weaving the pieces together: the dry, arid desert feel of Morocco woven into the tropics of Florida. What were the people in these places doing? How do these countries relate to each other? What are borders anyway? I began creating the weavings and then attaching them to wood surfaces. Sometimes I weave in colors, using embroidery thread. Finally, the pieces are coated in wax, further obfuscating meaning and forcing the viewer to look hard through the surface into the meaning underneath. The music weaves are another idea along the same lines, using the same techniques.
Finally, the tree installations are pieces made while at an artists' residency in the Catskills in 2015.