Logan
Logan Airport is the only place I fly into when returning to New England. Sometimes you fly over marshlands where these tiny waterways twist through forming reflective paths. It’s one of those hauntingly beautiful sights that hits you in the gut.
Acrylic and collage on canvas board. Signed on the back.
12 in X 12 in (30.4cm X 30.4cm)
This collection is very personal for me. It’s a reflection of feeling unmoored since my parents sold my childhood home a few years ago (I don’t blame them btw!). The concept of home is so sacred and comforting. I have been missing the attachment to the physical place. Even though I’ve lived from home since I turned 18, it was always somewhere I could go back to. This year, I’ve been struggling with uncertainty around my home given I’m renting my current place in London. The series shows abstract distant views of places familiar to me from in and around my hometown of Cohasset, Massachusetts. There is a playfulness as well as a nostalgic distance. There’s also an openness expressed through the blocks of colours that reflect the ambiguity of the future while the details in the distance show the finality of the past. For me, creating these pieces was a way to cope and process the ungrounding.
Logan Airport is the only place I fly into when returning to New England. Sometimes you fly over marshlands where these tiny waterways twist through forming reflective paths. It’s one of those hauntingly beautiful sights that hits you in the gut.
Acrylic and collage on canvas board. Signed on the back.
12 in X 12 in (30.4cm X 30.4cm)
This collection is very personal for me. It’s a reflection of feeling unmoored since my parents sold my childhood home a few years ago (I don’t blame them btw!). The concept of home is so sacred and comforting. I have been missing the attachment to the physical place. Even though I’ve lived from home since I turned 18, it was always somewhere I could go back to. This year, I’ve been struggling with uncertainty around my home given I’m renting my current place in London. The series shows abstract distant views of places familiar to me from in and around my hometown of Cohasset, Massachusetts. There is a playfulness as well as a nostalgic distance. There’s also an openness expressed through the blocks of colours that reflect the ambiguity of the future while the details in the distance show the finality of the past. For me, creating these pieces was a way to cope and process the ungrounding.
Logan Airport is the only place I fly into when returning to New England. Sometimes you fly over marshlands where these tiny waterways twist through forming reflective paths. It’s one of those hauntingly beautiful sights that hits you in the gut.
Acrylic and collage on canvas board. Signed on the back.
12 in X 12 in (30.4cm X 30.4cm)
This collection is very personal for me. It’s a reflection of feeling unmoored since my parents sold my childhood home a few years ago (I don’t blame them btw!). The concept of home is so sacred and comforting. I have been missing the attachment to the physical place. Even though I’ve lived from home since I turned 18, it was always somewhere I could go back to. This year, I’ve been struggling with uncertainty around my home given I’m renting my current place in London. The series shows abstract distant views of places familiar to me from in and around my hometown of Cohasset, Massachusetts. There is a playfulness as well as a nostalgic distance. There’s also an openness expressed through the blocks of colours that reflect the ambiguity of the future while the details in the distance show the finality of the past. For me, creating these pieces was a way to cope and process the ungrounding.
