When We Wake to Desire
September 1, 2017
Vulpes Bastille, KCMO
“He never had a self that wished to continue in its own being, survival meant ceasing to be what its being was.” -from Desire by Frank Bidart
A group exhibition featuring work by Patricia Graham, Kristina Noelle, Braden Bandel, and Molly Dillon.
When We Wake to Desire was built on an interest that desire may fuel many components of an artist's compositional choice with frame, color, and the way in which a figure interacts with and within a piece. Desire becomes an important, ongoing theme in my work, not only as a way to understand what I want, but what I was taught to want. I exhibited for the first time with my sister, Kristina Noelle, who has shared similar past experiences, experiences, which I believe, reflect in her work as well as mine.
At a young age, I estranged myself from an upbringing in a heavily evangelical household. I now understand that what was taught to me as reality, was later something I worked to unlearn. I’m interested in the construction of ideology as it relates to history and an individual’s perception of context. My interest in ideology has led my investigation of breaking down linear compositions and traditional painting surfaces. Taking apart and constructing surfaces has led me into a sculptural practice. From Virginia Woolf, "I'm interested in the spine" or form of a painting. I'm interested in when conventional understanding (or structure) is denied or reinforced.
All sky (Yes I'm going to change when it gets hot, oh I'm going to sleep yes, I can't wait.)
acrylic on wood and panel
Turning (Unstretched skin reached to turn off the reading light, but not before his wife's)
acrylic on panel
Secondary Light (Take winter coats - the sun is really hot out there though. I'd go a lot of places, uh-huh. Sitting down rocking around, plus it's cold in here, too fast too fast.)
acrylic on poplar
Foothold (If I could I would take a trip. There was a friend from Virginia I knew who I'd take to the moon, the only problem is that you can't come back.)
acrylic on poplar