BFA Portfolio: Artist Statement Bullets

Delving deeper into the idea of language and layering
Visual storyteller
Being able to mimic soothing shapes and textures through painting and sculpture
Bringing to life the relaxing property of softness and smooth lines/shape
Tribal qualities, reminiscent of knot making in ancient civilizations -- ( continuation of our history with textiles )
Playing with light to achieve a more dramatic quality, but moreso to enhance the details on the fabric/canvas
By using textured materials, easier to envision the slow process of time
The collective whole -- combining different materials together to be seen as one. Brining together all of the aspects of art that I find most pleasing in work
Ambiguous shapes that are pleasing because of their unknown origin. Natural looking, also soothing to look at
The connection between humans and textiles from birth -- there is still a need for this today, for anyone. We sleep with sheets, we adorn ourselves with clothes, we curl up with blankets for warmth
Careful decision making, constantly considering the "what if" factor in art making -- taking risks that wouldn't normally be taken
Intuitive making
Specific color palette of muted colors

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For this week, I re-photographed my littles beans and used Lightroom to tweak the lighting in most of them. I tried my best with help from my friend that has experience with it. I grouped them based on color and shape, as well as other characteristics.

Touch

Stage 1: Clear Mindedness Stage 2: The Beginning Stage 3: Disillusionment Touch, for me, has made a very big impact in my life. There has never been a defined line between pain and pleasure due to my past. When you feel as though you deserve the pain being inflicted upon you, it's likely that something isn't right. I've had to rediscover myself through the definition of touch because there are specific things that differentiate between "good" and "bad." As time has passed, I've learned what it means to be in pain, as well as being relieved of it. When I was in the darkest part of my life, pain was something I felt I deserved. I had been forced into thinking that everything was my fault. I thought that he was demonstrating how much he cared whenever he put his hands on me. I didn't see it as a bad thing at the time -- just normal. Touch, at this time, was sharp; violent and difficult for me to wrap my head arou

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