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Jappie King Black
from BOUND
This is one of a series of small pieces that are wall mounted. As a group they become a single narrative with references to nature, the figure and ritual.
Judith Kornett
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We are all bound by circumstances, our personal history, and the demands of those around us. This often results in feelings of helplessness, depression, and anger. Sometimes these feelings drive us forward, for better or worse, into places that could not have been anticipated or otherwise survived.
Bernice Sokol Kramer
Strumpelsack. Paper Mache, newspaper over recycled clothing. 63 x 28 x 19 inches. 2011
My destiny is bound to the space I live in. I am bound or limited by clothing, but alternately free to create my own shape or figure in the world. I can escape or live in my space. Am I a woman/shell hybrid—a modern version of Botticelli’s “Birth of Venus”? I wrap myself for protection, like an animal in a shell. Have I already left my home, or have I created a refuge for future habitation? I am either Earth or heavenbound.
Diana Krevsky
Liberty, constitutional rights, and freedom of speech held hostage, bound by US Patriot Act laws enacted under a pretext of national security.
Linda Kunik
No
Each of us has a unique background. We come from a particular place in the world, have a certain set of parents, went to different schools and grew up with a specific history. All of these create the person we are: our strengths, our weaknesses, our foibles. These are the roots which bind us. How do we leave them behind, even if they’re golden? Are we capable of leaving them behind, moving beyond them to create our own future and persona? This assemblage addresses that question.
Kristin Kyono
Escape. Acrylic on panel. 36 x 36 inches. 2012*
Some boundaries are self-imposed. What might these walls provide? In my art, I meditate on the beauty of urban environments. I look for underlying relationships, real or imagined, among the forms I see everyday. The juxtaposition of organic and engineered shapes inspires me.
Release. Polyester fabric. Variable. 2012
Release is an expression of releasing the pain of generational sexual and physical abuse of women in my family.
Beth Lakamp
Hospital Bed. Oil on canvas. 24 x 24 inches. 2012
Personal space, defined by the lines of our circumstances.
Elizabeth Larrabee
Bound from years of commitments and care giving Denial of creative expression and self-limiting thoughts I break free of my own boundaries
Dripping, spattering, scraping, scrubbing
To discover what lies beneath the surface and beyond the edge
Laurel Lee
Berkeley Hills. Ink on paper. 12 x 18 inches. 2011
I am a visual artist who came out as a lesbian in her early thirties. I can truly say my work is always done with eyes toward social health, but I never lose the desire to also create fine art. Visual statements are a reflection of the artist, and artists are categorized—sometimes to the detriment of their complexities. Categorization sometimes works to prevent serious consideration of the Other.
