Lacuna 1: Inner Space (2018)
Lacuna 2: Primativa (2018)
Lacuna 3: In Bloom (2018)
Lacuna means “a blank space, gap or that which is missing/lacking”. This series of polymer clay sculptures explores how our culture devalues and dehumanizes women, reducing us to “dumb, wastes of space” for voicing our opinions, or following the path less traveled. Own your space.
(Lacuna 2) For those who condemn our right to choose how we govern our personal space, for those who perpetuate the reckless myth that abortion is an easy way out, or an alternate form of birth-control, or a mindless act of murder, and for those who propagate the miseducation of our youth by spreading the belief that a women’s body is not her own, hear us: This is space is ours. P.S. “Ilikepizza1” babies don’t grow in your stomach
(Lacuna 3) I wanted to create a piece that took up as much space (literally and figuratively) as possible. The vulva-roses are unapologetically in your face, reaching out from the canvas (hopefully making you feel a little uncomfortable), much like the messages which inspired them seemed to jump from my inbox and into my psyche, violating the boundaries of my personal space.