Electron Salon, 2018
I originally applied to the Spring 2018 International Juried Exhibition at LACDA, the LA Center for Digital Art. It was curated by Leigh Gleason, Curator of Collections at the California Museum of Photography. My work was not selected for this show.A few weeks later, though, the gallery director, Rex Bruce, emailed and invited me to participate in the Electron Salon, April, 2018. "You were selected based your submissions for competition(s) or Snap to Grid as being among the best that were contributed." OK, that felt really good to read.
Electron Salon: April 12 - May 5, 2018
Reception: Saturday, April 14, 2018Los Angeles Center for Digital Art104 East Fourth StLos Angeles, CA 90013
Artwork Statement:
These images are part of a nude self portrait series exploring an aging woman's body as I decide it's time to show up as I am, wherever I am. These two images further explore the "scarf" as a tool for comfort and hiding. I am currently 65; these images were taken in 2017, age 64. Take in the same location, I find it curious that the energy or the messages to me in these images are related, compatible. The visual of a birthing canal, the discussion with one of my elders at sunset, serving as both brackets on a lifetime as well as a microcosm of the daily renewal that is available for the taking.Always weird on the inside despite my outer appearances, I am loving this rebirth at an age that is considered to be "retirement" from one's main life focus. Instead, I'm launching my 8th so-called career, as a conceptual artist. My photos come with poems, sharing my love of words as well as visuals.

I AM: Rocking my rebirth at Quartzite
Portals of powerday by day they push us out.To where? No one knows.
What seems painfulbecomes art.The art of becoming oneself.A cliché come true.

I AM: Discussing age at sunset with a saguaro
I learn, the saguaro stands still,singular and self-containedfor up to 90 yearsbefore growing an arm.
I mention, thatI’ve often felt like a puppet,too many arms tanglingin things I don’t really care about.
Sun setting.Tucking my arms in.Still standing.