Trans works draw us in with saturated colors and blooming shapes only to reveal a sort of darkness. Suggested by the black, wrought iron fences that coil about the trunks of her trees, her art feels akin to that moment in the story when the children realize they have become lost in a wood. The trees embody the best of both worlds they remain grounded via their roots and the artists skill, plus they stretch their branches to discover a rather hallucinatory bliss. They seem to give us permission to risk taking a neon path to joy. - Molly Norris
Monarch StudioBonner David Galleries