I began (un)consciously collecting yellow dusters and other small fabric household objects from my local shop, one of the only places I was able to go outside of my flat. As these items accumulated within my bedroom, I began exploring the materiality of the work in conjunction with my art practice. I found that the repetition inherent within the acts of sewing, collecting, and stuffing the 'lasso' had become a personal self-therapeutic mechanism; a physical manifestation of a way of working through both physical and psychiatric difficulties. The cyclical motion of sewing brought me to re-explore the symbols already present within my practice: cultural motifs associated with the American South/Texas, my birthplace and developmental environment. Through interrogation of personal identity, this soft sculpture of a lasso allows me to confront both a tumultuous familial history and genetic line of illness in a constructive manner. Twisted in loops and hanging complacently against a wall, the piece is self containing but is not completed at either end of the tube; this work is constantly in progress.
The lasso, a familiar image that is linked to the 'cowboy' and the 'Old West' becomes a comfortable yet contentious object. It is a symbol of violence and control that subjugates both living creatures and a geographically sequestered, colonized landscape.