Tamsen Williams

I came out late. And I did it badly. Pretty much burned my life down to the ground. As I assessed the remains, I got the chance to decide what to keep. I examined every book, old spoon, assumption and feeling. 

 

Extending this examination to my work, I now take things apart and put them back together. I look for those places that are uncomfortable, in our bodies and identities. Heavily rooted in distorted human forms, my sculptures investigate concepts of gender and identity. I use delicate fabrics and rejected household detritus contrasted with hard materials to manifest what chafes and what holds softly. These contrasts are further articulated by color. All of my sculptures and installations are mutable, limbs are interchangeable, and easily lost, maybe found. I explore our sense of alienation, both within our own bodies and our communities, in the search for home.