Cave

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The first place where humans painted on walls was in caves. It was a significant aspect of their culture to depict images of animals and humans on these rudimentary walls. What would a similar approach look like in today's world? Is our cultural tendency to appreciate Thomas Kinkade's landscapes a reflection of this same inclination? Do we rush to Ikea to purchase brightly colored pictures because we desire color on our walls, or is there something deeper ingrained in who we are?

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The basement is the closest equivalent in our contemporary lives to the caves of our indigenous ancestors. A cellar is within our homes, yet it is often rough, typically unfinished, or, at best, reminiscent of the 70s. As the nearest thing to a domestic cave in our modern world, it seemed the ideal space to explore our primal response to art in such an environment. I used drawings from the Generations series, which embodied a child's unadulterated mark, and replicated them onto a basement wall to create these images