About this Series
These house portraits explore home as an organic structure that has a natural lifespan.
Our homes are a reflection of who we are – but they are also indicators of class status, financial success, family life (and of course) how we want others to see us. I am especially interested in homes or houses as a renter in an urban neighborhood and a changing neighborhood landscape. If where you live is an anchor, an identifier of your place in society, than to be without a home leaves you adrift – there is no place like home and to be homeless is to be “no place”.
A home is a sanctuary, a place of rest, worry, relationships, and a vessel for shared human experiences and memories. I spent my early childhood in Haverhill, Massachusetts. It was an exciting place; lots of kids to play with and weekly house fires up and down the block. We could see the fire leap from roof to roof and were carried out wrapped in blankets as the firetrucks lined up outside. The houses were great – big, colonial style – if a little run down. Eventually, we moved to upstate New York. It was “safer,” but there were no more neighborhood kids making runs to the candy store with lunchboxes full of stolen pennies. In exchange, we had a small country estate – frogs, snakes, corn fields and forests.
In contrast to the multi-tasking, screen-oriented way we manage our day to day lives (but – maybe that’s just me), a painting invites the viewer to exist in a visceral, textured moment. It is linked to other paintings (past) and moments and experiences that may happen (future) but it’s also a self-contained thing (right now). Home is layered – it’s material and psychological. It’s where you are, or aren’t.