Pumps

I have a long history of love and hate with shoes.
I love them.
They hate me.

This probably runs in the family, we all certainly have “long fellows” in the feet department.
Fashion and trend has never been something for which I could find a proper fit.
Since Art School, most of my expressions have been with two dimensional painting. In 1998, significant personal changes ocurred in my life; liberating myself from many social conventions, I found new freedom in my own art.
Color and texture are important for me. Texture gives me physical and sensual pleasures. Color allows my expression of emotions: sadness, joy, rage and peace.
In a pique of fancy I decided that shoes are as good a base as a canvas and started working with pumps and high heels. I buy all sorts and modify them by painting, cutting, collaging, adding and subtracting, thus turning them into sculptures.
When the pieces are ready, I mount them in acrylic cases that can be hung or displayed virtually anywhere. As all sides of the shoes are worked, even the soles, the boxes can be turned to explore all facets of the piece.

The result: shoes that amuse me and develop my creativity and sense of humor.
The futility of high heels used to express myself as a woman artist