While pregnant, I experienced a lot of waiting. Nine months to be exact and hours upon hours spent in hospital waiting rooms. I began to associate "waiting" with planting, transforming, and expectancy. As my body became a vessel to birth life, so I wanted to reflect in that in my studio space, where fresh paintings and new ideas develop. The photos below are of my studio transformed into a gallery space. The carpets were torn out, the floor painted, and wallpaper added, These paintings were exhibited in Exning, UK, while participating in a self-imposed Artist Residency in Motherhood.
The paintings displayed are of my daughter and other family members remembered as babies. In the middle of the floor is a tower of baby paintings. During the opening of the exhibition guests removed and revealed the babies one by and lined them up against the wall, reflecting a sense of birthing.
The Waiting Room, oil paintings and wallpaper in a studio, 2016.
