Project update: three weeks left.
With three weeks left until the end of the semester I have never been so relieved, albeit saddened, to be so close to the finish line. This process has been a struggle for me in more ways than I can count but I am grateful for it. I have learned a lot more about myself as an artist and have taken some risks, and by golly I'm just so happy to get this far.
There is not much to update on work-wise since the other day, sadly, due to my job and other commitments, I have not been able to invest as much time as I wanted for the upcoming deadlines. However, I am currently working on my PowerPoint for the upcoming critique. I have also been working on a final edit of my artist statement which I will post here:
As someone who suffers from many mental health issues such as depression, anxiety, and PTSD, the reality in which I live in is plagued by uncertainty, low self-esteem, paranoia, and the like. These works convey how the experiences I have faced have impacted my life, how I cope, how I have experienced this pain, and what these experiences mean to me as I face them head on each day. They are reflective of my daily struggle, as well as the healing process I have been trying to accomplish while illustrating the acceptance of identity, truth, and seeking comfort in the discomfort.
The struggles of mental illness are portrayed by various means in which I chose to incorporate mixed media drawings on linen. The use of recycled linen blankets is done ironically; instead of a “security blanket”, which one may use to feel warm and safe, they are used to show the opposite, dubbing them as “insecurity blankets”. The automatic use of brushstroke, mark making, and range of color are representative of the disorder and chaos experienced, with focus on shape and line to bring about a balance of some semblance of order.
The abstract renderings of brain structure and nerve cells represented in some of the pieces signify the ever-present nature of mental illness; the “invisible” diseases encompass not only our bodies, but the world outside of ourselves. The faces and figures are pitted, broken, and stuck in moments of lamentation, yet, the contemplative expressions are an homage to the mindful meditative practices I have employed as a coping mechanism in my battle with mental illness.