Muse Gallery, Philadelphia
May 2 - May 27, 2018
Saturday, May 12, 2018
2 - 6pm
Friday, May 4, 2018
5 - 8 pm
What does floating mean to me? Lifting off. untethered. no longer earth bound, moving, drifting away, sailing, lost into the moment.
A great blue heron floated out of the marsh toward the Chesapeake Bay in Yorktown, Virginia. My brother’s bed was put near the window wall that ran parallel to the Marsh. Gary had tracked the heron’s flight for decades. He watched... until he could not. In effortless flight the heron returned home. Gary died that evening.
Death is harsh. I watched as my beloved brother floated toward death. Losing water, losing mass until finally he was gone. Floated away.
This exhibit is a meditation on floating as a way of losing consciousness...both permanently and temporarily. Floating is sometimes a salve.
“Floating: Daydreaming” As a child I fell easily into daydreaming. I had the pleasure of my mind available to me whenever there was silence.
“Floating: Happy” Ann loses herself into laughter, and a glass of wine.
“Floating: Together” Two babies tucked into a basket, set adrift in a red sea. This painting was made in response to Donald Trump as he called for turning our backs on immigrants and our faces toward racism.
Finally, a cityscape is the view outside the Muse Gallery looking north. The irony of a giant billboard of sky, blocking part of the actual sky, was just too much. Thus...”Floating: Sky”.