As artists, we pull from our own memories, either of personal events or of larger events in society, such as 9-11, to generate the ideas that we need to express. Personally, I have been working with my oval forms for almost five years now. I don't believe that these were ever drawn from a specific memory, but rather are the result of various images and experiences percolating through my subconscious until they came out in a dream. Once I began working with that form I was surprised how common it is. It is the shape of a seed pod, reminding me of playing with milkweed pods as a child. It is the shape of a leaf, reminding me of walks in the woods both in Colorado and in France. The larger ovals trigger memories of my swelling belly during pregnancy. I am always pleased to hear what memories this form triggers for others. It has been described as a football, an orb, a pod, each triggering a memory for the observer.
As I progress as an artist I find myself wondering what, exactly, does a white, middle-aged housewife from the 'burbs have to say to the world? What memories do I have that need to be drawn from to create a dialog with the world? The artist Roberto Lugo gave a very inspiring talk at NCECA this year, part of which talked about his memories growing up in a rough area of Philadelphia. While we all may not have had the same experiences being treated unfairly purely because of the color of our skin, I think most of us have at least one memory where we feel that we were treated unfairly and it's these memories that allow us to connect with Lugo's words and art, creating a dialog of understanding an mutual empathy.