48x60
Acrylic on Canvas
April 2023
This piece is about grief, deconstructing, and a commentary on how religion informs and impacts the ways that we grieve. I was born into two generations of religious leaders and evangelical Christianity was the core of my identity - the premise being that if you believe then you will live again forever. The focus on what is happening after death stifles the ability to grieve properly, it encourages you to pretend that you’re not sad, disappointed, or even angry - you must believe in something that you cannot see and have no evidence for.
Gathered around the Kitchen table the night before my grandmothers funeral I looked up and discovered that heaven is a place on earth, and is dished out in moments.