art · decompress


These were done two years ago. I added yarn and embroidery thread to them. Some were gifts. Some were deconstructed and added to new pieces.

I can’t watch anymore football after seeing Tua, Alabama’s starting quarterback, hurt like that.  I know there are more serious issues in this world right now. Still, it bothers me. What a young man. He just keeps on giving and giving.

A pile of faces from the wood in the top picture.

As I wait for papers to grade, I turn to the box of found wood I glued together over Fall Break. I usually don’t try to tackle any arts or crafts until December or August.

Found on Orange Beach over Fall Break. Will I add faces? Paint? Will I just let them be? I am leaning/learning toward the latter. I would love to animate them and engage them to keep pushing my thinking on my present research on Zora Neale Hurston’s understudied time in Miami and Honduras.

But it’s been that kind of semester, knock on wood (no pun intended). I can pause now. I am also thinking ahead. I travel to Cuba in April with my university and will work with an artist there. We first met in 1996. I am not sure what the end product will be. I feel something performative in me, but this wood that brings to mind my beginnings in Florida as well as the research on Zora Neale Hurston resonates, too. We’ll see how it goes.


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