Gender Janga

Atop the monolithic structure of Gender, supported by acceptable norms and reinforced by traditional expectations sits a teetering puzzle. Reliant upon a system that openly rejects it while forcing it to balance precariously yet harmoniously within its oppression.

Cast aside, neglected, rejected, and only visible to those who seek light in the darkest of places- these cast glass triangles were found after spending years weathering and decaying outside. Reclaimed, repaired and restored, these forsaken pieces regained their voice and began to speak.

This piece started with a walk through the ceramics yard/ dumpster area at San Jose State University. After a long day of blowing glass I went downstairs to throw away glass trash and noticed the glisten caused by the sun hitting clear glass. I noticed there was a collection of small glass triangles glued together. After some investigation I learned that these were the remnants of another students project from a few years prior.

I took the triangles and began to try to unglue them. They were out in the sun and exposed to the elements, so much of the glue has lost its elasticity and was easy to remove. The triangles that still had glue residue were treated to an acid bath, a wash with soap, and then another soak in polishing compound. Several hours were put into restoring these glass casts to their original clarity and within this restorative act I found the inspiration for this piece.

Using Epoxy, Mica powders, and other bonding materials, I created a two part sculpture. The first part would consist of several pieces arranged into the shape of a wall. The next form proved to be much more complex.

While it may not be apparent from the photographs, the hook shape is not adhered to the base, and is actually balanced. With much patience and experimentation, I formed a shape that would be able to exist on either side of the wall without tipping. This balancing act is integral to the message of the piece and was by far the most challenging aspect in its overall creation.

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