Nature, especially the body, seems to be my deepest source of inspiration. I merge so much with the figure, that I lose my own identity, there is no sense of dislocation.

The figure has its own compulsions, its own constructions, its own contradictions. As soon as it enters the realm of art, the realm of art has its own logic, its own expansions and its own constraints. Essentially, I cannot escape my anatomy, a destructive force in my being. I feel it every moment. My anatomy has been violent to me, but in art, violence has a beauty. Death has a beauty. Death has a haunting element within it. With time running, creating art behaves like a spur in my body, tempting me to evolve in the time span I have left, if possible.

Lisa Gray


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