2013
acrylic on cardboard
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Mother of Thousands
Mother of Thousands
2013
acrylic on paper
This self portrait, entitled Mother of Thousands is a reflection of a conflicted self-image after the birth of my son. Complications during childbirth prevented a natural delivery and left me with a wounded body and ego. During my recovery, I found the ability to nurse my baby both healing and empowering. Self-doubt has succumbed to instinct and the identity of "mother" has emerged.
I have harvested several babies from the many plants growing in my garden. I invite you to take one, place it in some soil, and nurture it in your own way.
2013
acrylic on paper
This self portrait, entitled Mother of Thousands is a reflection of a conflicted self-image after the birth of my son. Complications during childbirth prevented a natural delivery and left me with a wounded body and ego. During my recovery, I found the ability to nurse my baby both healing and empowering. Self-doubt has succumbed to instinct and the identity of "mother" has emerged.
The Mother of Thousands plant, a self-propagating succulent, is known for growing baby plants and dropping them into the soil below. This particular plant is one of the many offspring that has grown under the care of the women of my family going back to my maternal great-grandmother.
photos by Mari Hernandez
Dwellers
Dwellers
2013
acrylic and paper on wood
49 1/2" x 49 1/2"
"Dwellers" depicts two creatures that I have encountered in recurring nightmares. Recreating them allowed me to confront the anxiety and fear that they represent. Giving these monsters a physical space to inhabit made it possible to examine them with more clarity. What I first perceived to be horrific, was just a hidden part of myself I was unwilling to acknowledge.
2013
acrylic and paper on wood
49 1/2" x 49 1/2"
"Dwellers" depicts two creatures that I have encountered in recurring nightmares. Recreating them allowed me to confront the anxiety and fear that they represent. Giving these monsters a physical space to inhabit made it possible to examine them with more clarity. What I first perceived to be horrific, was just a hidden part of myself I was unwilling to acknowledge.
