Journal Entry
Name: Nell Hull
Title of Piece: Journal Entry
Size: 12" x 3" x 6"
Medium: Ceramic
Price: 175
Description: I started truly making artwork shortly after my grandpa passed away in 2019. In life, my grandpa was an openly homophobic and transphobic man. He patriarchally shaped the views and attitudes of my family members who, in turn, highly influenced my self image while growing up. After he, and a year later my grandma, passed, I felt acceptance. In death, I believe my grandparents are only the best parts of themselves. My figures are not meant to dwell on transgressive pasts, but instead resemble the progressive and painful transition from generation to generation. They are meant to portray the ways we innately transcend the limits of our physicality and use the expression of our innermost selves to push the boundaries of societal structures. Growing up and being told every day that I was someone I am not made me believe not only that my voice did not matter, but that I didn’t even have one. The first way I ever spoke out was through art because it was a secret and safe language. Art allowed me to tell myself who I am, a queer, nonbinary creative. In many ways, I believe my art will be the only way I will be able to communicate who I am to people who will never listen to my words. My work comes from that dream-like place that was made to confront emotions we otherwise can’t overcome. It reflects my relationships with those closest to me and my relationship to myself. I realize that I live a double life which guilt would have me believe is my fault. I press this guilt into my coils which are my ritual. I know I am as ancient as this tradition. I know I create who I am, and I am allowed.
Name: Nell Hull
Title of Piece: Journal Entry
Size: 12" x 3" x 6"
Medium: Ceramic
Price: 175
Description: I started truly making artwork shortly after my grandpa passed away in 2019. In life, my grandpa was an openly homophobic and transphobic man. He patriarchally shaped the views and attitudes of my family members who, in turn, highly influenced my self image while growing up. After he, and a year later my grandma, passed, I felt acceptance. In death, I believe my grandparents are only the best parts of themselves. My figures are not meant to dwell on transgressive pasts, but instead resemble the progressive and painful transition from generation to generation. They are meant to portray the ways we innately transcend the limits of our physicality and use the expression of our innermost selves to push the boundaries of societal structures. Growing up and being told every day that I was someone I am not made me believe not only that my voice did not matter, but that I didn’t even have one. The first way I ever spoke out was through art because it was a secret and safe language. Art allowed me to tell myself who I am, a queer, nonbinary creative. In many ways, I believe my art will be the only way I will be able to communicate who I am to people who will never listen to my words. My work comes from that dream-like place that was made to confront emotions we otherwise can’t overcome. It reflects my relationships with those closest to me and my relationship to myself. I realize that I live a double life which guilt would have me believe is my fault. I press this guilt into my coils which are my ritual. I know I am as ancient as this tradition. I know I create who I am, and I am allowed.
Name: Nell Hull
Title of Piece: Journal Entry
Size: 12" x 3" x 6"
Medium: Ceramic
Price: 175
Description: I started truly making artwork shortly after my grandpa passed away in 2019. In life, my grandpa was an openly homophobic and transphobic man. He patriarchally shaped the views and attitudes of my family members who, in turn, highly influenced my self image while growing up. After he, and a year later my grandma, passed, I felt acceptance. In death, I believe my grandparents are only the best parts of themselves. My figures are not meant to dwell on transgressive pasts, but instead resemble the progressive and painful transition from generation to generation. They are meant to portray the ways we innately transcend the limits of our physicality and use the expression of our innermost selves to push the boundaries of societal structures. Growing up and being told every day that I was someone I am not made me believe not only that my voice did not matter, but that I didn’t even have one. The first way I ever spoke out was through art because it was a secret and safe language. Art allowed me to tell myself who I am, a queer, nonbinary creative. In many ways, I believe my art will be the only way I will be able to communicate who I am to people who will never listen to my words. My work comes from that dream-like place that was made to confront emotions we otherwise can’t overcome. It reflects my relationships with those closest to me and my relationship to myself. I realize that I live a double life which guilt would have me believe is my fault. I press this guilt into my coils which are my ritual. I know I am as ancient as this tradition. I know I create who I am, and I am allowed.