Britt Freda
Egg Tempera, Acrylic & Gold Leaf · Panel & Canvas
Everything in a Freda panel is built from one unit: a small outlined cell, filled by hand, repeated until a sea exists, or a meadow, or the flank of a whale. The method is the argument. From across the room the creature is whole; walk up to it and the whole thing comes apart into marks — and into words, statistics and maps she has etched down into the surface. The carpenter bee’s shadow is her own handwriting, and it is legible. She calls this dis-solving: un-explaining. The nearer you stand the less certain the subject, and the more there is to read.

