CUTS OF FLESH / body of work
The eye reveals and observes, acting as a translation of light into perception; humanity was long thought to have descended from “the tears of God” himself. The gut, a mass of snake-like cannula twisted below the stomach denotes an evolution, digesting all which is taken in to be transformed and expelled. Failure of the heart’s is a vital failure of the body; the physical centrality of this motor protects what some consider a truer consciousness. The mind translates and commands, the mediation for the sake of a conversation between a network of interwoven wires and vines, all happening a billion at a time. >>
>> Organs themselves prove difficult for us to bear- our bodies have a tendency to rot as our crawl toward expiration drags on. Some cuts of flesh play more or less of a deciding role in what we decide for ourselves; expectations that we will live long lives are cut short when the body we rely on starts to break down. This body of work describes the ways in which our organs betray us given time and misuse. We are not built to last forever- few things are. This simple law of the universe, despite clamors of money or insistence that we will not die, is not an easy fact to reconcile. This collection of work attempts to approach the topic as something less intensely terrifying and foreboding. Look not to the end, but to the beauty of the process: this slow decomposition, one piece at a time.
All digital paintings created by and belong to me.
Vintage Japanese Papers credited to 7th Avenue Designs.
Created for ART 418: Body of Work // Winona State University
