Liminal Deities
2018/2019
2018/2019
Personal Statement: Liminal Deities
There exists a perfect moment on a body of water when everything becomes incredibly still. Only in this stillness does the gateway between elements truly open: earth air and water meet and meet again, folding inwards on themselves through their reflections. Within this mirrored meeting of elements is a hidden pattern that exposes more than nature's sublimity; it exposes the liminal deities.
These are threshold gods, facilitators of communication between elements. The visual stimuli of nature's textures are reorganized by our brains, via pareidolia, into the deity's physical forms. Our relationship to the nature of a place determines which deities we encounter and which emotions they incite.They are protectors, guardians, often sympathetic, sometimes vengeful, and unique to all who see them. They echo the harm we have done to nature as much as they echo its beauty; they are a reflection of our worst and the world's best and a coded reminder of the power and vulnerability of the earth.
These deities have been captured first by photograph, then oil paint, the depth of the water recalled by the thin layers with which the painting is built.
There exists a perfect moment on a body of water when everything becomes incredibly still. Only in this stillness does the gateway between elements truly open: earth air and water meet and meet again, folding inwards on themselves through their reflections. Within this mirrored meeting of elements is a hidden pattern that exposes more than nature's sublimity; it exposes the liminal deities.
These are threshold gods, facilitators of communication between elements. The visual stimuli of nature's textures are reorganized by our brains, via pareidolia, into the deity's physical forms. Our relationship to the nature of a place determines which deities we encounter and which emotions they incite.They are protectors, guardians, often sympathetic, sometimes vengeful, and unique to all who see them. They echo the harm we have done to nature as much as they echo its beauty; they are a reflection of our worst and the world's best and a coded reminder of the power and vulnerability of the earth.
These deities have been captured first by photograph, then oil paint, the depth of the water recalled by the thin layers with which the painting is built.