Diane Bradley
Peculiar personalities in quaintly queer spaces populate my dreams, tossing me into the milieu of the shadowy past where my muse resides. Small rural settings somewhere near Georgia but not far from Alabama inspire faceless subjects in collages, yet at other times, the Northern experience dominates the layered focus of a media project. In all compositions irregular shapes stubbornly cling to one another to reveal unnatural and natural elements that regulate life through its cycles.
Here also, protected by
naive innocence, small children play together in imaginary realms, giggle
about silly secrets, and invent their own adventures in open fields or in
suburban backyards. At other times, older family members reveal duty and care
through their toil, yet unexpected tragedy besets the young as well as the
old. I conjure up an individual's pictorial presence by piecing together scraps
of paper and bits of textiles to honor all humanity.

