Lady Lazarus


This piece is from a series in process called The Writing On the Wall, portraits of writers and poets in my trademark square foot format. Like Plath herself, the portrait is a puzzle, a collection of small symbols. The title is the title of one of her most disturbing poems. The bees are in reference to her father, whom she immortalized in her brutal work. He wrote a book on bees. Her son, whom she left behind and who later also committed suicide, studied fish. Plath’s favourite colour was red. She wrote about bones and roses.

A collagist is always looking, always deconstructing and reconstructing. From dentist waiting room magazines to church hymnals to art history masterpieces at the museum to nightclub flyers, my mind is constantly snipping, juxtaposing, discovering, experimenting, replacing, gluing over, scraping back layers, recontextualizing. I am driven by eclectic curiosity, and by the joy of juxtaposition. My work is a curiosity cabinet and an apothecary of magic potions and spells. It is poetry, and a surreal dream. It is the frantic pace of the city and the magnificent silence of the night. It is about love and death and the sacred and inane, and the absurdity and beauty in all things.

  • : Mixed Media
  • : Stretched Canvas
  • : Acrylic | Watercolor | Pencil | Paper | Pastel
  • : No
  • : yes
  • : Signed On Back
  • : 2018
  • : Toronto, Ontario, Canada
  • : 12x12x.75

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