Your skin is song; your house is masked. 2016
Acrylic, gold leaf and cast vinyl print on wall.
This mural is an amalgamation of media and sources, using painting and photography to reference costume, theatre, and geology. The three figures depicted are engaging in performance through a combination of transformation, masquerade, and exaggerated emotion. The figures are taken from disparate contexts, but interact with one another to achieve a suffusion of emotion and tension, in a moment of cathartic presentation.
I leave you with a beautiful description of the erupting Etna found in Homer’s epic poem Aeneid, fitting as it describes Etna with as much character and pizazz as the theatrical figures in the mural:
Now to the realm of light it lifts a cloud
Of pitch-black, whirling smoke, and fiery dust,
Shooting out globes of flame, with monster tongues
That lick the stars; now huge crags of itself.
