Some endings and beginnings:

     I've set aside most of the plaster figures for the time being accept for this one. I may do some more, focusing on the theme of  personal change and loss.

While I'm waiting for the fabric I designed with the security signs to be shipped to me, I started this  new textile piece also about suburban surveillance:

I'll be finishing the 60 embroideries and assembling them this month. I planning to create a false window with curtains made of the security sign fabric, as well as an apron, pot holder, and tote bag. The objects with the tags will be hung inside a false doorway. The truisms will be printed like fliers and placed inside a real-estate flier box.

Some experiments with words and objects:

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          These are the photos I took of security signs in my neighborhood that I manipulated with photoshop and will have printed on fabric. I've ordered a swatch so I can make any adjustments :

I  am playing with these text documents I created with photoshop:

October work in progress

Suburban truisms re-categorized:

      An earlier version printed on a t-shirt and tote bag. This needs work. I am cosidering other domestic objects to print on as well as printing individual truisms on tags attached to domestic objects.

        There are 16 different security companies with signs posted throughout my neighborhood. I am working on a photo-montage of these signs as well as locks and gated areas, that I want to print on  fabric.

          

24 more squares needed to complete the 60 days project.

     I am focusing on the use of text in my work combining words or phrases from signage or words that are significant to me.  I have revised and condensed my artist statement making it more specific:

I make art about suburban idealism. The dream of suburban bliss is a ubiquitous American value. As a white, middle class, middle-aged female I confront this dream by looking at the paradoxes I observe in my suburban environment. This includes the violence hidden in peaceful neighborhoods, and the fear of “other” that leads to isolation. I also examine my own lost innocence—my belief that the world is a safe place and there is justice for all.

In this exploration I am examining and critiqueing my relationship to popular culture, the art world, and middle-class values.