Heather Leigh Corey
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I am fascinated by exquisiteness, but I suspect that there is an underlying helplessness.
As I break down a plant into its fibrous form, I reconstitute its make-up to reflect how I see it in nature. Beating time softens this fiber which creates a pulp that can be cast in low or high relief.
Typically, I hand-coil wet abaca pulp to sculpt bouquets for which I feel are genuinely beautiful. Each flower is left to dry freestanding where it may shrivel and turn to a darker shade around its outer edge. Their subtle distortions symbolize apprehension and imperfection.
This body of work is an exploration upon themes of interior and exterior fragility.
Hand-cast abaca, along with a variety of other fibers mixed into a pulp, and dried roses constitute garment constructions and forms of foliage. As I translate a sewing process into paper, I can manipulate a fleshy fabric and use my hands as a bobbin to wind the fibrous abaca into flowers as they bloom and wilt.
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