This small wall-hanging is based on a memory of swimming at night in a body of water I'd never seen before, a pond. It felt just like a flying dream. There are two possibilities: inhibition or expansion. When I arrived at the photographer's with this piece unfinished, he helped to twist the copper wire into coils for the red flower. They made perfect sense. So do flying dreams.
The piece is a few years old, but it reminds me of my recent paintings and clay dresses, telling the story of spaces which surround and touch me.
Look for new work at Gallery 33 West in Statesboro, GA, August 1st - 31st in "Through Our Eyes" featuring 4 women artists!
