Saturday, April 26, 2008


Let's get out blankets and hang out on the couch and pretend that it isn't off-gassing us to death. I will be a raw nerve and what will you be? I love green lush hill and subways, what do you want in our landscape?

I have been told about Lacan and the "Real", the time before the mirror stage. I have been told my work is this "Real" fighting back into this place/art/space. hands are busy, feet are busy, mouth is busy, intestine gurleing, mind a-flutter.

The works are all different but interconnect and always have the ability to shift and change. Sometimes there are heavy narratives and distinct names, sometimes the work wants to work through itself and just be let alone and say its own things. They all wouldn't mind being looked at, especially when they are becoming what it is they will be for a while.

love, angela

Monday, April 21, 2008

A gift from Caitlyn.

Today was the first day of "Arts for All" art camp at Amherst Community Art Center (ACAC). I am assisting teaching this week. In the morning we worked on paper fish and the ocean for the fish to live in and in the afternoon we looked at our faces and played in clay.

This splendid little friend came from a student when we were winding down for the day and played with some model magic.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

thinking thinking
these ropes are sturdy
mustache is growing well

Friday, April 18, 2008

Holyoke, MA
Play and transformation engaged specifically in a domestic setting. The idea of home as microcosm and microcosms found within. Rhyzomic growth and tangled mess. Moving into information. Moving through information. To cut and move, dismantle and destroy in order to rebuild and destroy and rebuild again. A shape-shifting wiggly mess. Lonesome and quiet and slobbering and touchy.

Who are the strangers in my home and why am I working with them. Why do I ask you to indulge me? Please watch them. Please watch me. Please watch us. I sometimes look at them and don’t remember where we met, under the sink perhaps or maybe outside my neighbor’s door. More likely in a pile of mashed potatoes or the hair in the bathtub.

I heard on NPR that bananas, as most of us know them, and polar bears are going to disappear. I know most of us do not live with polar bears and I don’t particularly care for bananas but I think they will be missed.

Monday, April 14, 2008

I've started posting my videos on Vimeo, here is a link to my page