I have a lot of fun painting people’s pets! They are all so unique, with their own quirks and individual personalities, and I love the challenge of capturing that spirit in paint. If you’re interested in commissions, head over to my “Pet Portrait Commissions” page.
A series of birds of the Maine Coast
6x6 acrylic
8x8 acrylic
8x8 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
8x8 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
6x6 acrylic
8x8 acrylic
8x8 acrylic
acrylic 12x12
acrylic 6x6
acrylic 6x6
acrylic 6x6
acrylic 6x6
acrylic on wood 8x10
acrylic 12x12
watercolor 5x7
A series of 3.5” x 5.5” mini paintings
Found Objects (Ready-mades)
As a Springfield, IL native, my work is an exploration of how my Midwestern roots have shaped my sense of the world. I think Joe Scanlan, my advisor, describes this work best: enigmatically, “Midwestern Existentialism”. I’m very interested in found objects removed from their context, objects that are authentic and individual in their own right – objects that speak for themselves but say little, that are what they are, that are subtly surprising. Many of these objects mimic natural materials, and are often unremarkable, past their prime – rusted metals bent beyond use, old iron pipes, discarded hardware, roadside refuse. I don’t think of giving them new life, but more reminding people that the objects served a purpose. There is nostalgia behind it, and a touch of death, of preservation and cataloguing, tying in my interests in biology and natural history. This work is subtle, and sometimes unsettling in its refusal to be anything other than what it is.
Found Objects (Natural readymades)
My work with natural objects like branches, tree trunks, bird nests, rocks, bones, plant matter, etc. is a celebration of nature and natural processes. Nature is my escape, the place where I feel most at home, an attitude engrained since my childhood. Though it is important for me to manipulate the things I collect in some way, the intervention is done not to erase the hand of nature, but to highlight it. For instance, I laboriously shave and smooth the neck of a tree stump to create contrast to the unmanipulated roots growing from the other end. I see this work being about perceptions of perfection and how these perceptions relate to the natural form, which for me is the basis of beauty. It is a way for me to point out how I view the natural world, all the subtle detail I notice that gives it such a colorful and rich beauty.
Handmade Objects
In all my work process and labor is important. For the found objects, that process and labor is manifested in the act of collection – walking for miles, carrying awkward and bulky objects through the woods. But again, because of my Midwestern upbringing, the craft and workmanship behind the art is a necessary element. Making work that I have spent long hours carving, scraping, and laboring over is therapeutic for me. In this case, the act of making as well as the final result is the art. It is an interesting contrast to the objects in which I have no hand in making, but these concepts are connected in the process, the repetition of action, and the therapy that makes art freeing for me.
Rolled for 1 mile on gravel road; face sanded for 5 hours
Bone painting on found plywood board
Prairie grasses, arranged by color, in found pipe
Found rock with moss, two slate spires arranged as found; moss kept living in cloche
Found bird nest
Found road barrier, cleaned; removed dirt placed underneath
Found pot lid
Carved wood, vertebrae, found copper chamber, found wood
Found wood, wrapped with found yarn; with yarn braid
Found pelvis and iron rod
Found branches, one with bark painted white – drawn and erased line
Found i-beam, metal spike, and powerline clamp
Found wood, suspended
On left – found metal beam, thread added between holes
On right – found wood beam (in river), shelf fungus attached
Found sinks
Collected slate rocks, arranged as continuous wall
Tree root, shaved until smooth at neck, shavings kept in jar
Found rock with metal, found wood pedestal
Reproduction of studio shelves – bone assemblages, found items, hair collected over 2 years, found antlers, found bottle collection
Found roadside chair – reupholstered, plastic back
Fences
Found sycamore branch and carved replica with shavings from carving process
I moved to Chicago straight from a job on the Appalachian Trail. Before that, I’d been living in only rural, wooded places. Dirt had always been in abundance, a given. Thus, I was struck, perusing Craigslist for free stuff for my new apartment, by the frequency of listings for dirt. In an urban setting like Chicago, the quality and quantity of available dirt becomes valued. It is important if the dirt is organic, chemical free, topsoil, or clay. It is even important to make the distinction between dirt and soil. People take pride in their “good dirt”. In an effort to understand this concept, I answered every listing on Craigslist for free dirt between September 12, 2014 and May 1, 2015. I don’t always succeed in obtaining the dirt, but it is through the process of answering the listings and conversing with the sellers that the commodity and value of urban soil is revealed.
I answered every ad on Chicago’s Craigslist page for free dirt***. The original internet listing, the conversations/stories concerning the acquisition of the dirt, and the corresponding dirt (jarred) are presented.
***This wall piece only shows those dirt acquisition attempts that were successful. An accompanying book details the successful attempts as well as the unsuccessful ones. Listings for dirt that was not obtained and the corresponding conversations with those sellers are included.
Independent work made between Fall 2014 and Spring 2015 while studying at The School of the Art Institute of Chicago
Artist Statement for SAIC Body of Work
My work is largely collection-based, and I focus on the action of collection as the artistic process. I walk for miles through the woods, take journeys with no predetermined destination, poke around back roads, side streets, and alleys, and explore abandoned human spaces. During these events, I’m interested in chance encounters with objects – striking oddities of nature, or relics of former human use/intervention that are now abandoned or displaced. These objects draw me because they often defy or have been removed from their context. For me, there is reverence and nostalgia behind them, making my practice one of preservation and recontextualization, tying in my interests in biological preservation and natural history.
I want my work to be read as artifacts, as things I’ve brought back from my wanderings and explorations of unknown spaces so the viewer may experience what I did. These are the items that in my world signify the artistic event as I allow myself to be an observer. I’m interested in blurring the absoluteness of an art object, and looking more towards the action or concept that the object signifies.In all my work labor in the process is paramount. This is manifested in the effort of carrying awkward and bulky objects through the woods, and generally doing this alone. My rural Midwestern upbringing compels this labor and self-reliance. But it is not a labor of toil, it is one of a joy in doing.
***if you would like to participate, please contact me.
Instructions (top left corner): This is a project about individual perceptions associated with color and the ambiguities in trying to represent that specific color. I am collecting these individual perceptions. On a sheet provided, please paint what you see as the color Turquoise.
These are 13 individuals' perceptions of Turquoise. More are currently being made.
This is a reprise of the same piece from 2013
The orange post-it note reads:
“Hi! My name is Clare – I’m an art student and I live 2 houses down from you. I’m always looking for new materials and I noticed the cement block out front in your yard. If you don’t need it/want to get rid of it, let me know! Thanks, Clare 217-971-6088”
The white paper is the transcript of the voicemail my neighbor left me:
“Hi Clare. This is, uh, Igo. You left a note on my door about this cinder block. Uh, if you want it, just go ahead and take it. Uh, it’s really heavy though. It’s not light. You’re probably gonna need two people unless you’re really strong. Uh. So go ahead and take it if you’d like. Bye-bye.”
I then retrieved the cinder block (by myself). Igo gave me the note back.
I took a lakeshore walk in search of something mimicking something else. I picked up many things before settling on this branch that was the best semblance of the thing it mimicked – an iguana.
A small puddle from the alley behind my apartment was collected using an ear syringe after rain had stopped falling. The puddle was initially collected in a gallon ziplock bag. I later transferred the puddle to three identical jars. A table was made to display the jars
Since the early fall of 2012, approximately 2.5 years, I have collected every clump of hair from my hairbrush.
I see this piece as a literal self-portrait. A simple analysis of any clump could indicate to the viewer my stress levels, my diet, my environments, if I’d dyed my hair, etc. However, I’ve deliberately not catalogued individual clumps in any chronological order, thus it is the collective sum of the states of my body. I’m particularly interested in hair because it is a body product that is shed everywhere I got, but in keeping that hair which my brush takes, I can also keep a record of my movement through those spaces where I’ve left parts of myself behind.
I took a 4 mile walk in search of something difficult to obtain, then with huge effort obtained it. I walked 2 miles in one direction, taking inventory along the way of objects that fit the description. On the way back, I stopped at this rock. It was buried below a pile of rocks in a retaining wall, and partially sunk in the sand below it. I had no tools. I used my hands and feet to remove all the rocks and dig out the sand. The whole removal process took approximately 1 hour and 20 minutes.
A day spent barefoot in the city of Chicago - print made and dirt collected