We exist in the world through our bodies. They faithfully tell our stories. In my sculptural work I am consistently drawn to the human figure: a vessel that expresses the richness of our inner landscape, a place where the intangible converges with the tangible.

Recently, I’ve been inspired by prehistoric art. Looking at these representations of the world, made by people over tens of thousands of years ago, I am astonished. In witnessing a long lineage of being human, I think of our lengthy journey as a species and of how miniscule modernity is in relationship to that journey.

In parallel, my work has been assaulted by our brokenness, our fragmentation. Although I struggle with wanting to make pleasing, perfect pieces, they inevitably defy these expectations. They explode. They shatter. They unhinge. Begrudgingly, I find myself putting parts together. They charm me with odd proportions and endearing discomposure. My sculptures have made me see how we are broken, how we consistently must re-create, defy convention, heal, discover new composition, in order to tell our true story.

Lucy, born in the Midwest, grew up in Mexico where she was first introduced to visual arts through drawing and oil painting. She has resided in the Bay Area for the last 10 years, studying ceramic sculpture at Merritt College. She works out of her home-studio in Oakland.