FRACTURED HOMES

These fragments show the grit, endurance, and hope of the woman I have become today. They serve as an open window into my childhood, which was filled with need, absence, heartbreak, endurance, betrayal, and laughter. My work offers a view of this life, and with photographs, cracked glass, and smeared paint, a glimpse of what it was like to live this reality and to have lived my own life, a life of poverty, abuse, and drug addiction.

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The shapes of these Plexiglas homes represent some of the many houses I lived in growing up. Each house bears its own memories in photographs and juxtaposes them with paint marks and cracks. The shades of swirling colors express the climate of the house. The painted objects are also pulled from memories of my childhood, some good and some bad. All of these elements, placed one on top of each other, show a layered picture, which mirrors the complexity of my concepts.

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Without the layers of my complicated childhood, my story might have been different, and my outcomes worse or better. I can’t know what could have been, but this is my life and the only one I have ever known.