SOLO

exhibition

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Woodson

Natalie

UNITED STATES

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“Welcome to my mind, and thank you for sharing this time as I try to shepherd my thoughts.”

The concept of an artist’s statement is rather confusing to me.

This is the sketch that started the series. The genesis.
I have been drawing wolves for as long as I can remember.
One October day in 2016, I found myself in one of my NYC sanctuaries: The American Museum of Natural History. That day, I wandered those low-lit halls of glowing dioramas with a desire to return to my creative nature within nature, once again. The journey home was about to begin.
February of 2017, I reunited myself with a familiar companion: an 18” x 24” sketch book.
Back to the be very beginning.
On February 28 th, these eyes opened and Skulls & Souls was born.

As a visual person, I’ve always thought of my art as my statement. It says everything that I do not know how to put into words. Writing this, is far more difficult and time-consuming to me than making the works that I am to be introducing. This observation is rather amusing and confusing. Perhaps this is the very thing I am most uncomfortable with, within myself.

Welcome to my mind, and thank you for sharing this time as I try to shepherd my thoughts.

Skulls & Souls:
Red Fox

Acrylic

NFS

In March of 2017, a routine physical put my life on hold. No, thankfully not from a surprise test result, but by a misplaced tetanus shot. My left arm no longer the arm I knew and was now left in constant pain and limited mobility. This led me into a deep depression.
Now, Life over Death was my meditation as I would gaze into the eyes of Genesis.
I sat down that cold afternoon of February 19th of 2018; put on Pink Floyd: The Wall and painted through the pain. When I awoke from my focus, this was looking back at me.
Art is nature’s most amazing source of healing; to receive and to create.

The series of Skull & Souls started in the halls of the American Museum of Natural History. While wandering those shadowed halls full of lost and found beings, I felt a kinship. As if I too were a walking display of my own environment. A collection of broken bones with scared, aged, and tattered flesh. Am I being the truest representation of my own natural form? Am I looking to these glassed eyes to find myself?

“This was the spark that started the flame. I felt a deep urge to preserve, document and share the likeness of the animals and souls that are alive in this world – now.”

There is something special about dinosaur bones. Gone so long ago, with nothing but our imagination to fill in their colors and true forms. A strong image and idea of a T-Rex with floppy ears and loose lips came to my mind. This was the spark that started the flame. I felt a deep urge to preserve, document and share the likeness of the animals and souls that are alive in this world – now.

The series of Skull & Souls started in the halls of the American Museum of Natural History. While wandering those shadowed halls full of lost and found beings, I felt a kinship. As if I too were a walking display of my own environment. A collection of broken bones with scared, aged, and tattered flesh. Am I being the truest representation of my own natural form? Am I looking to these glassed eyes to find myself?

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And in some way, this is what I am doing for my own name, life, and likeness, as well. As did Theodore Roosevelt when he made it a point to make and fill those very halls.