Beads
In Covid isolation the desire to make things, and the materials to make them, came from what housed me in my isolation—a bead, my hair, my body. Each bead has a unique interior life with infinite possibilities. A tiny bead becomes a universe, a complete painting, illuminated by its inner possibility.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty One
Twenty Two
Twenty Three
Twenty Four
Twenty Five
Twenty Six
Twenty Seven
Twenty Eight
Twenty Nine
Thirty
Thirty One
Thirty Two
Thirty Three
Thirty Four
Thirty Five
Thirty Six
Thirty Seven
