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My mother, a PhD biochemist, has spent the last ten years doing research on limb regeneration. My father is a sculptor and arts administrator. As a child I spent my after school hours with art students, my summer days in research labs. Watching my mother at work now, I see a crazy, brilliant, determined artist. Watching my father I see an analytical intellectual, searching for solutions from every conceivable direction. This work is not about my parents, but they are the ones who taught me to speak. My visual language continues to be informed by life experiences…birth, death, love, sex, loss, anger, hope, empathy, fear, illness…universal experiences that for each of us are highly individualized and intensely personal. On one simple level, Now Lie in It represents the merging of my experiences with my parents, and the ongoing investigation of my own identity. But this work operates on multiple levels. The title, itself, is both precarious and loaded. Most people recognize this as the rapprochement of and old adage about personal responsibility; "You made your bed…" But does lie mean "to recline" or "to deceive"? If we are talking about personal responsibility, shouldn’t we also examine larger issues of social responsibility? Do images of illness speak only to our individual physical conditions, or do they extend to question the health of the society we have created?
Julie Day |
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