Conceptual Materials Social Practice Artist
Lauren LeBeaux Craig, Esq., Executive Director of Art in the Atrium, Inc. and Dr. Cleveland Johnson, President/CEO of the Morris Museum, talk about about their brand-new partnership and upcoming special exhibition, The Social Fabric: Black Artistry in Fiber.
My tapestry Wonder Woman is hanging in the lobby of the museum through the end of October 2021.
How have the past few years of turbulence, isolation, unrest, and injustice affected artists?
Take a look at the exhibition ReVision and Respond, with me. This New Jersey Arts Annual exhibition features 45 New Jersey artists from all over the state. I will tour you through the show looking at my work and the work of my peers. This program will be available on Zoom and will be live on Facebook, YouTube, Twitter and Twitch.
Register HERE
Inside Look is a project of the New Jersey State Council on the Arts and The Newark Museum of Art.
I started calling this cart Wide Load before I was even conscious of how much of my emotional baggage is tied to the food I eat.
Don’t even think of visiting my Mom without her feeding you and taking a plate home. I can still smell , vivid memories of Father punishing me for not finishing my dinner plate and reminding of the starving children in Africa at the same time. A double whammy of eat your food and feel guilty about eating your food. I could go on and on…
Inspiration…
Interpretation…
When the lines between redistricting and gerrymandering are blurry…
At night the sculpture lights up…
When I am not invited to the party, I’ll just throw a little fiesta for myself…
Inspiration…
Interpretation…
As a child, I wanted to take ballet. When my mom took me to the dance school, the teacher took one look at me and told me I was better suited for Jazz/Tap because my skin tone would not match the point shoes. Don’t get me wrong, I love Jazz/Tap, but I never got a pair of point shoes and still regret this to this day.
Sunrise and Morning Dew
The ornamental grasses on my roof deck sway gently,
with the breeze.
Holding droplets of dew , while the sun rises.
The light dancing between the high rises,
in boomerang reflection.
Warming the air and evaporating the pearl like droplets,
into vapor.
While in lockdown during the first month of the Pandemic, I decided to organize my closet and clean out my storage unit.
While sorting through my things, childhood memories of playing dress up in my mother’s clothes flooded my brain.
I recreated this moment with this installation.
