Katie Hancock.
I consider myself to be a keeper of feminine biographies, and an explorer of the unseen, time, and labour of women. I pause to look over the ambiguous appropriation of heathen ritual into organized religions and class-system and as someone given a label of belonging to a belief as a child, I ponder at the validity of its claims, its hypocrisy, power, wealth, and relevance. I feel the need to settle the score for myself and those that came before, I attempt to right some wrongs. I see the ridiculous within societal expectations, and its labels, I embrace subjects by seeking the truth and depth of their journey, each one is a beautiful sculpt.
I am deeply indebted to nature and connected to the healing properties of green and blue spaces, I believe that our schema is intrinsically linked to our experience of these, and I imagine the way in which women would interact with their surroundings, and navigate expectation; how might past women have been forsaken by family, spouses, their workplace, organized religion, and how can my art cast a light on these wrongs. The Anthropocene impacts me deeply, humans are a nest of sharp things slowly imploding, themes of solastalgia and sustainability fuse in my artwork, expressed in a furious rush of creation.