" Stolen Prayers of 1000 Grandmas"
During my first semester of grad school I broke my thumb on my dominant hand. Unable to work for the first few weeks, and going a bit crazy, I found an vacant space, a former patient room at the Athens Lunatic Asylum, which is now home to our graduate program's studio spaces. Through the help of my grandmother's hoarding I was able to create a blanket fort to encase my experiments that I've created using doilys and lace that came from the grandmother's of strangers. On the day of showing this piece I got the news that I would not need surgery and I would be healed in 6 weeks, so thank you grandma.
During my first semester of grad school I broke my thumb on my dominant hand. Unable to work for the first few weeks, and going a bit crazy, I found an vacant space, a former patient room at the Athens Lunatic Asylum, which is now home to our graduate program's studio spaces. Through the help of my grandmother's hoarding I was able to create a blanket fort to encase my experiments that I've created using doilys and lace that came from the grandmother's of strangers. On the day of showing this piece I got the news that I would not need surgery and I would be healed in 6 weeks, so thank you grandma.
group shot<3
my thumb cast<3