Strange Angels

Paradise is a myth. It’s a concoction of our own devices created to comfort us from the rigors of daily life and the sorrows of the human condition. Paradise gives us hope for something meaningful beyond this mortal life. It’s a beautiful myth, so beautiful that even knowing it’s a myth only slightly diminishes its value. I call attention to the myth with my art. Using vintage costume jewelry and brass figurines as building blocks, I create visions of a joyous utopia. I search swap meets and yard sales for discarded pins, broaches, figurines and trophys. I photograph them and use the images to create compositions of surreal wonder.