From four piece Beach, out the Bay, into the Gulf, and necessarily back to us via Marsh, the artist achingly limns the ruination of our heritage by the 2010 BP Oil Spill. To term it simply a “spill” is to imagine that it can be wiped clean, that all our sea creatures, estuaries and the Gulf itself, have recovered or can recover.
This is not so. It is stain, indelible, unnatural, permanent.

In obvious emotional progression arises Heart, its quilted arteries struggling, uselessly, to pump out our pain. But the central piece, the heart of Heart, is clearly lost. And, we, of every color,
nearly identical, are all of a piece, in Hands.

By now, our complicity must, by needs, seep into our Conscience. Try, as we humanly do, to compartmentalize such loss and responsibility. Perhaps it can be assimilated into our collective conscience. Yet, see the stain, still there, rendering us diminished, colorless, stark.

Consider Society. Stained and sick.

Why? Ungodly, unnecessary stacks of Money.

Statement Credit: Ange Ingram




Beach 1 
2011, 30" x 30" 
   

Beach 1
detail





Beach 2 
2011, 30" x 30"

 
   
Beach 2
detail



Beach 3 
2011, 30" x 30" 
   


Beach 4 
2011, 30" x 30" 

 


   
Bay
2011, 60" x 60"

    Gulf
2011, 60" x 60"

 


Marsh 
2011, 60" x 60"  
   

Marsh
detail






Heart
2011, 60" x 60"

 
   
Heart
detail

 


   
Hands
2011, 60" x 60" 
    Conscience
2011, 60" x 60" 




   
Society 
2011, 60" x 60" 
    Money 
2011, 60" x 60" 

 


White Grid Disrupted
2012, 18" x 18"

 

 

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