Red
Red has always been more than a color to me. It’s a sensation, a pulse, a thread woven through my art. As a visual stim and lifelong special interest, red anchors me in the world, vibrating with intensity, urgency, and depth. I am also drawn to the Chinese concept of the Red Thread of Destiny: the invisible cord that binds us to those we are meant to meet. Red is blood. Red is the color of my compost worms. Red is the visceral parts of ourselves we recoil from.
Ink paintings created using homemade beet skin ink, with colors created through shifting the pH of the ink.
A red and black ink drawing of Caryota mitis.
Inspired by the ancient Chinese papermaking principle of never destroying the source material, these used sheets of teabag paper were carefully unfolded without tearing, dried, then glued together held by strands of red yarn
Experiments with terracotta-colored air-dry clay and red yarn
An installation of 167 pieces of red string that collide in a knotted mess in the middle.
