Desciption: I am adopted and I have never seen my biological mother. As a result, I’ve always longed to see her features and to know that someone looks like me. I often think about when she was pregnant with me, as it is the only time we ever had a close relationship. Motivated by the need to recreate the features my mother may have had, coupled with a deep appreciation for the pregnant body, I gave birth to her belly in the form of a hug-able, maternal couch-scape.
“My Mother, Pregnant Furniture”
At Of Sustenance, Secrets, and Two Girls
SOIL Gallery, Seattle
Medium: Fabric, wood, foam
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