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Lindsey Hurd
A resident of San Antonio since 2009 and the mother of four boys, ages 8-15, my practice has emerged in midst of my experience as a mother. Motherhood, like all caretaking, is full of mundane, repetitive tasks that are also constantly cycling from beginning to end. Photography and creative experimentation became necessary emotional and intellectual fuel for maintaining a personal sense of self and space and transcendence. The brief snatches of time available without interruption created a sense of urgency that overcame the creative paralysis that can arise from too-large vistas of time, which has been an invaluable personal teacher for trust in the creative process.
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Artist Style: Visual Art: Collage, Environmental, Nature/Wildlife, Still Life
Artist Medium: Collage; Fiber/Fabric; Photography
Artist Statement of Work
Tell us about your work (style, approach, philosophy, subject and/or theme):
In between the cracks of normal life there’s a great stillness. It’s a place where everything we thought we knew is turned on its head; where the smallest and most forgotten things are the most important and maybe the key to understanding everything. Loss is one of the things that gets us there. It has the power to break us out of the regular world into a place of deeper knowing and intuition in sync with the breath of the world. I’ve sat with loss over the last few years, in the way the time of high covid has shaken things loose for many, exposing fault lines, choices to be made, and new beginnings. As a stay-at-home-mom of four boys turned single mom, the covid years exposed my lack of resources, social as much as economic, and mirrored on a micro-scale how the balance of power is self-supporting and discourages us, with social punishments, from stepping out of line. This body of work comes from living in this space of loss and isolation and sinking into its silence. This is my study of lost things that are found, of fragility, mortality, and regeneration. My photographic arrangements seek to enshrine the ephemeral, to bestow respect upon lost things, and in that way enshrine our private and collective losses so that they can be transformed. This is my search for the love and hope of the world.
