This is a series of semi-auto-biographical paintings and portraits of characters using family heirlooms, cutlery, and cast-off china for the canvas.  It is called Plates and Broken Vessels. The inspiration for broken vessels portion comes from a personal experience from several years ago.  I was on the sidelines of an international university lecture, when the speaker addressed the scholarly female students in the mixed group (women were at best 20% of the whole) with “you are the vessels of your country”.   Vessels?  I am sure it was meant as a compliment. Something nice. An honor even.  Women as vessels. It’s biblical. But hearing it in the 21st century set me back on my heels, and hit my heart with the weight of The Handmaids Tale. It has stayed with me ever since. 

So, there you have it.  Who knows, maybe one day I will make it on the map, the dish will run away with the spoon, women (artists) will be on equal standing with men, and more importantly, we will be viewed as more than vessels.

Till then?

I paint.

On plates.