Soft Targets at home

My studio space recently shrank, so I’ve been making more room at home for finished pieces and works in progress. It turns out you can fit a towering sculpture in your domestic space if you’re willing to lose the chair where you throw your clothes.

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Improv install of Data Breach and a small portion of Soft Targets. These felt blobs will be traveling to McColl Center for a show this summer.

WALL SCULPTURE ON VIEW IN SAN ANTONIO

It’s funny, I really expected the black hole to look more like this…

In other news, Curls will be this weekend at Cothren Contemporary, located inside Mercury Project at 538 Roosevelt in San Antonio. Full event details on the invite!

DATA BREACH ON VIEW AT THE ASSISTANCE LEAGUE'S ANNUAL SHOW

Data Breach will be in the Assistance League of Houston's annual Texas Celebrates Art exhibition, juried by Jennie Goldstein, Assistant Curator at the Whitney Museum of American Art. The opening reception is on Thursday, January 17, 2019 beginning at 6:00p at the KBR Tower (601 Jefferson. Houston, 77002). The juror will announce the winners at 7:00p.

I’ve entered this show every year that I’ve lived in Houston (six years strong!) and admire the steadfast volunteers who make everything happen.

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WHEN TRADER JOE'S IMITATES ART

I had a strange feeling wash over me in the grocery the other evening when I noticed an uncanny similarity in what I was spending a painstaking amount of time doing in the studio to a teaser item in the checkout line.

Earlier that day I had dragged out my collection of blob-like felt spheres and had begun work anew, yet after seeing the $4.99 handmade trivet boasting 100 handmade felted wool balls per piece, I’m having a tricky time motivating myself to resume, even though the prototype necklace was a huge hit with a friend’s five-month old.

What makes it even worse is I’d scoffed at the cheesiness of the nearby wine bottle planter succulent garden (Who’d buy that! ) just before my gaze fell on the trivets. If anything, the .49 cent balls look better than what I’ve done after untold hours of steady sewing, though to my credit—no one will ever think to use them on a hot pot of pasta sauce.