Refrigerator Door paintings 2002-4

For several years, I obsessively collected used refrigerator doors off the street. I selected according to the emotional resonance of their color, and the intricacy of the scratches and dents acting as manufactured skin. After dissembling their structure, what remained was a less-than-pure painting surface, and a metaphor for the body's appearance and the food issues that lie beneath. The door's flatness and rectangularity sets off the sensual curves and repetition of bodily folds, while the paint's juicy drips and minimal marks alternate between emphasis and restraint of abundant female flesh. The shiny enamel surface acts as a mirror of our imaginings of our bodies: what we eat, what we wished we looked like--what we are despite everything we do to maintain "perfection". These paintings expose the elegance and beauty of what some might find undesirable and wish to hide.