Dad taught me to tie knots, mum, the names of flowers
The title of this show (Dad taught me to tie knots, mum, the names of flowers) comments on the legacy we’re left with by our parents and the gender watermarks familial experiences can leave on future relationships. The works are very autobiographical and trace a thread through my life, exploring the duality of the ambiguous roles occupied by a 21st century mother and artist.
Often beginning with photos of discarded furniture she’s encountered on the street, Lonsdale uses her brush to deconstruct and reshape the photographed images into anthropomorphic paintings of genderless human-like forms in domestic settings or semi-erotically engaged. Using bright yet gentle colors in oil paint and aerosol, Lonsdale explores gender roles and sexuality, employing domestic context and furniture both as metaphor and as literal extensions of the figures. While the inclusion in some of the works of a vase of flowers is a direct reference to Lonsdale’s mother it also acts as a visual link to the traditional still-life or genre scene, deftly subverted by the strength and power of Lonsdale’s mark.