Waiting

art during quarantine


A lot of life is about waiting. How does this affect who we are? I created this series during the epidemic, mainly at home or at the beach close to my house in Florida where I have spent my quarantine. I screen printed the word ‘waiting’ and my distant family member’s portraits with ash on sand. The wind slowly blew the text and the image away, and set the scene back to its original state. In my other work, I printed on stacked papers, bread, and soap. All are very unstable ephemeral surfaces.





Waiting in 35 satges 
Screenprint on ice sheet, melting, installation, 2020
Avaible in C-print each panel is 8”x11”







Distance
Site specific installation on stacked papers. Some pieces are loose some are attached together to create a  feeling of hands reaching out for each other. 








Waiting, image on traditional lithograhy ston,  time based 0;22
The traditional lithography stone is a very sensitive hard limestone. The mining area of the best lithographic limestone found worldwide is in Bavaria. In the age of digital transmission of information, artists are the only people who use lithography stone printing and understands the uniqueness and magical attribute of this stone.   
 
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Circles, performance 3:54
“It was Trout’s fantasy that somebody would be outraged by the footprints. This would give him the opportunity to reply grandly, “What is it that offends you so? I am simply using man’s first printing press. You are reading a bold and universal headline which says, ‘I am here, I am here, I am here.”― Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

I am using my own feet as a printing press to print the world “waiting”

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Virtual handwash, performance 0:57
Handwashing became a monotone repatation during qauarntine, just like passing a day of the week. I found mysaelf wondering often what day it is.
The soap is screnprinted with the words what day is it today? 

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Waiting, 
Screenprint on sand with ash. 
I screen-printed the word “waiting” with ash on sand. The wind slowly blew the text away and set the scene back to its original look
Avaible in giclee print limited edition ,  10”x27” 
This piece is part of the Mapping the Anthropocene exchange portfolio and the collection of the  Zuckerman Museum of Art, in Kennesaw, GA



What day is it? 
Screenprint in loose stacked papers, 4”x7”
When the sense of time is  falling apart, just like this loose papers in the stack. 




Our Daily Bread, print with ash on bread, installation 
This installation has 28 piece of bread. All individually printed with ash. Ash is a religious symbol have long been associated with sorrow, purification, and rebirth. Each slice of the bread represents a day from my 4 week quarantine.
I used oversized nail to attached the bread to the gallery wall. 





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