CindyPopLA
Statement
cindy pop / photo by mary milelzcik
Sending out an SOS
Alot of crazy life events these past six years left me wiped out and lost. As my drag queen disco friends would say in the Seventies, I was shipwrecked! I was an obsessive manic artist who had been through the wringer which usually feed my creativity but I felt empty and unispired. Then the 2004 presidential election happened. A friend upset and spouting conspiracy theories called me throughout the presidential election evening saying "We are doomed! Who will save us? Who? There is no one!" . To make her laugh everytime she called and asked her question I would look around my studio and my junk and toys and soon found myself answering - I have a call out to Xena, Batman said he's not busy, he will find Robin and be right over, Lucy and Ethel are gathering the Tuesday evening Wednesday Womans club to find an answer, Angela Cartwright just programmed the robot to see if he knows...you get the idea. Soon she was laughing and and said Thanks for the salvation, I think I can make it now. I was suddenly inspired and grabbed scrap wood, the saw, the paints, found my hammer and nails and started to sacrifice the very things from my toy box in the search for salvation.
It's five years since that election and already the 2008 elections have come and went but I have noticed from fans and talking to folks at my studio that we still need the thought of salvation cause the world can still be a big scary lonely place somedays.
My first show at Highways Gallery was curated by a friend, Mary Milelcyzk who on viewing the first 25 pieces gave me a show. The first exhibit featured 300 pieces of art. I'm a little bit of a manic. Since that first show in 2005 about 500 pieces or more have been created.
My shipwrecked soul found land. I hope this art in it's own silly way inspires and gives people a laugh. Our planet is a giant damaged spaceship moving through the sky. Salvation to me is a nice and comforting thought. We might not be able to save this big big world but maybe we can save out little corner where we and others live.
cindy pop / photo by mary milelzcik
Sending out an SOS
Alot of crazy life events these past six years left me wiped out and lost. As my drag queen disco friends would say in the Seventies, I was shipwrecked! I was an obsessive manic artist who had been through the wringer which usually feed my creativity but I felt empty and unispired. Then the 2004 presidential election happened. A friend upset and spouting conspiracy theories called me throughout the presidential election evening saying "We are doomed! Who will save us? Who? There is no one!" . To make her laugh everytime she called and asked her question I would look around my studio and my junk and toys and soon found myself answering - I have a call out to Xena, Batman said he's not busy, he will find Robin and be right over, Lucy and Ethel are gathering the Tuesday evening Wednesday Womans club to find an answer, Angela Cartwright just programmed the robot to see if he knows...you get the idea. Soon she was laughing and and said Thanks for the salvation, I think I can make it now. I was suddenly inspired and grabbed scrap wood, the saw, the paints, found my hammer and nails and started to sacrifice the very things from my toy box in the search for salvation.
It's five years since that election and already the 2008 elections have come and went but I have noticed from fans and talking to folks at my studio that we still need the thought of salvation cause the world can still be a big scary lonely place somedays.
My first show at Highways Gallery was curated by a friend, Mary Milelcyzk who on viewing the first 25 pieces gave me a show. The first exhibit featured 300 pieces of art. I'm a little bit of a manic. Since that first show in 2005 about 500 pieces or more have been created.
My shipwrecked soul found land. I hope this art in it's own silly way inspires and gives people a laugh. Our planet is a giant damaged spaceship moving through the sky. Salvation to me is a nice and comforting thought. We might not be able to save this big big world but maybe we can save out little corner where we and others live.