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Guardian and Guide-Front View

Guardian and Guide

“Guardian and Guide”
Bronze, Patina and Sterling Silver
2018

Available $24,000

on view at C.N. Gorman Museum

January 9 – March 16, 2018

Talk Story, Solo Exhibition
CN Gorman Museum
1316 Hart Hall Universtiy of California
One Shields Avenue Davis, CA 95616

The guardian watches over that which is important to her, she has her guide that scouts out what is beyond her view. These fish are precious beings that hold the possibilities for today and that of tomorrow.

The fish, the precious beings, and the guide are also a burden, as anything or anyone you care for creates a responsibility for you.  I echo this, casting them in sterling silver.

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Guardian and Guide
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Fish head Detail “Guardian and Guide”
Guardian and Guide-side view
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Guardian and Guide-Fish Detail-Holly Wilson
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Sense of Place-Holly Wilson

Sense of Place

“Sense of Place”
Bronze, Patina and Geode Rock
2018

Available $12,000

on view at C.N. Gorman Museum

January 9 – March 16, 2018

Talk Story, Solo Exhibition
CN Gorman Museum
1316 Hart Hall Universtiy of California
One Shields Avenue Davis, CA 95616

We strive for human attachment and belonging whether in a place or a sense of self. This boy and girl are not 2 people but oneself, 2 halves of a whole. The geode can reflect the same and when broken open it reveals its sides and secrets hidden within. The figures are not glued to the rock, they are fitted, like a key in a lock. They balance in their stand much like we do in our life.

Bloodline The Matriarchs-Holly Wilson

Bloodline: The Matriarch

Bloodline The Matriarchs-Holly Wilson
Bloodline: The Matriarchs

Cedar, Bronze, Patina, 2017

Bloodline: The Matriarchs
Cedar, Bronze, Patina and Steel

Collection of Virgina Museum of Fine Art, 200 N. Boulevard Richmond, VA 23220

 

“It is the stories of family, history, and identity that brought me to “Bloodline”. It is a long trail of my Native American history, my bloodline. To be ‘on the Rolls’ as an American Indian you must prove a quantum of blood verified through birth and death records until you match up to a name on the official “Dawes Rolls.” As I began walking through the past to document my blood, with the names and some faces, I wanted to hear them speak and tell their story. I wanted them to be counted.

The figures walk across a cedar tree base that is cut lengthwise exposing the rough center revealing the lines that show its life and history. Growing up, my mother would use cedar to purify our home, release spirits, and chase away bad dreams. That smell for me is home. I de-barked the exterior but kept the curve of the tree and its raw surface. You see the figures walking through time—their life above and the tree’s life below.

The Cigar Figures come from a childhood Native American story that my mother told of the “Stick People.” The “Stick People” would run through the night and call your name; if you went with them, you were never heard from again. She never described the figures and I was always drawn to the idea of what they looked like. The Cigar Figures are my reimagining of that story, now a story of family and my past—a complicated narrative of loss, survival, and resilience. The figures are made from real cigars and found sticks cast in bronze. The faces are of the ancestors from my past as far back as I can trace.

There are sections for each generation, beginning with my children. Though I only have two, there are five figures. Each life is counted and the children who did not survive are remembered with a place on the wood in history; their forms small and their heads bowed. Next, I have my section with my sisters and brother followed by my mother’s history. When hung, the light casts a shadow of the figures on the wall. This shadow represents memory for me. Like a shadow, these memories cannot be held, and in the end, we are all only a shadow in history, shadows on this earth.”

—Holly Wilson

Bloodline The Matriarchs-Holly Wilson
Bloodline: The Matriarchs

Cedar, Bronze, Patina, 2017

Brother and Sister-Holly Wilson

Brother and Sister Cigar Figures

“Sister”  (left)
Bronze, Patina, and Cedar
7.5” x 3.5” x 10.5” 

$1,400
Available MA Doran Gallery

“Brother” (right)
Bronze, Patina, and Cedar
10” x 4” x 10”
$1,400

Available MA Doran Gallery

The Cigar Figures come from a childhood story that my mother told of the Stick People. The Stick People would run around at night and call your name; if you went with them, you were never heard from again. My mother never described the Stick People and I was always intrigued by the idea of what they looked like. The Cigar Figures are my reimagining of the Stick People, but now they are a part of a different story—one about family.

How Much More Must She Bear-Holly Wilson

How Much More Must She Bear

How Much More Must She Bear
Crayon, Plexiglas, and Birch
36”x 24”x 4.5”

$7200
Available MA Doran Gallery

The Bear Girls do not see the color of each other’s’ skin or limitations that have been placed upon them because of who they are or where they come. They are in this world together and the possibilities are endless.

While getting my children ready for school we were pulling together pencils, folders, colored pencils, and crayons. The kids began talking about their friends. In the conversation, they were describing the children, “the girl with the yellow hair, the boy with the brown skin,” in a very casually descriptive manner with no malice to the differences. This made me think more about how we see people as we grow older. How we change in our viewpoints and how we judge based on what we see on the surface. We are all the same below, no matter the color, shape, or origin.

Splintered History-Holly Wilson

Splintered History

Splintered History
Bronze, Patina, Cedar
40” x 11” x 20”

$12,000
Available MA Doran Gallery

In our life, there are moments of splinter when we either continue forward or turn around. These breaks shape our history. For better or worse, they become a part of us.