Veritas

Solo Exhibition, Brunswick Street Gallery, Fitzroy, 2015

Veritas was the Roman goddess of truth who was known to be elusive. The work in this exhibition represents a woman's inward journey in search of the ever elusive Truth. Who are we beneath our clothes and beneath our skins? As the layers fall away we discover our fundamental core truth. The core is about being authentically and powerfully oneself with all the beautiful imperfections, eccentricities, and fragility that might entail. 

My love and fascination for human anatomy has always been a strong influence and theme in my work and I am particularly drawn to, some might say obsessed with, the spine, both as an exquisitely beautiful physical structure that I never tire of portraying and as an intriguing metaphor that to me expresses our fundamental core human state where fragility and strength coexist. The spine is beautiful and fragile like lace, yet its structure gives it strength. The women I portray are at once strong, fragile, beautiful and elusive. The exposed spine represents their core authentic self: imperfect, delicate and powerful, inextricably woven with their traditions and culture.

Whilst my artistic endeavours come firmly from a fine art foundation I do not consider any material to be unworthy of use - each medium and combination of mediums has a language all of its own and in recent years I have wholeheartedly embraced embroidery/ textiles for their expressive capacity. There is a humility to embroidered artefacts, relegated as they have been to a female domestic setting.  Yet despite their often lowly status they represent hours of highly skilled workmanship, skills passed down by generations of women. As a result of their historical place firmly rooted in the domain of women, there is an inescapable femininity to any embroidered piece. Aesthetically, I adore the honesty, beauty and directness of the drawn line translated to thread. I have come to conceptualise my work in this medium as constructed drawings.

The use of found objects has long been an important part of my artistic practice. My every growing collection of preloved table linen, crochet doilies, napkins etc have finally found their way into this recent series of works. The napkins and tablecloths are beautiful yet useful objects. Some are the result of hours of detailed work, done by hand, by women, perhaps in the company of a circle of women. There is a history to them, they hold the stories of the women who made them, the women who taught the skills to those who made them and of those who used them. Domestic, feminine and humble, I have selected them and used them in these works for their beauty, their implied reflective narrative, and the message conveyed by the juxtaposition of the women or anatomies I have embroidered or placed upon them.

Truth can mean many things: it can be intangible, it can be sought, it can remain elusive, it can be covered up, it can be revealed. Truth can be exposed. Some truths are harsh, base and hard to face. Being true to ourselves can be uncomfortable, antisocial, fun, pleasant. Knowing our own truths can allow a more true expression of our personal authenticity and uniqueness. It can bring to us a deeper and more authentic connection with others.