Artist Information:
Dominique Simmons
Little Rock, AR
United States
Member Since: Sep 2000
 send an email
|
|
Artist Statement:
I never played with dolls.
Armed with spoons from the
kitchen, I spent my youth
digging holes and tunnels in
and around the roots of
several pecan trees in my
backyard. When I was ten, I
was told by Kerry Brown, the
prissy snot down the street,
"Dominique, you can get
dirtier quicker than any
little girl I know." Kerry
never dug a decent hole in her
life.
When I was seven, the ancient
Mrs. Bender in the dilapidated
house across the street died.
They tore down the house,
leaving mounds of wooden lathe
and brick, which my sister and
I greedily grabbed up and
carried to our backyard under
the pecan trees. We pried the
nails from the wood, and
scraped the old plaster and
hair from the wood's surface.
We saved the nails, while the
discarded plaster and hair
worked its way into the
ecology of our backyard. My
father explained that the
fibrous substance in the
plaster found between lathe
was horsehair. I pondered this
unsettling fact, and came to
the conclusion that the
horsehair had something to do
with Mrs. Bender's death. All
of that horsehair had to be
unhealthy. The neighborhood
children (all ...
Further Information
| |
Artist Exhibitions:
The Forever Exhibition
Mad House Art Online Gallery
http://www.madhouseart.com
18 Nov - 13 Dec 00
MOAK Exhibition. Springfield
Art Museum, Springfield,
Missouri, USA.
Selected works.
...
Further Information
|
|
Artist Galleries:
Mad House Art Online Gallery
http://www.madhouseart.com...
Further Information
|
|
Artist Reviews:
Coming Soon!
|
|
Collections:
Coming Soon!
|
|
Commissions:
Coming Soon!
|
|
|
Dominique Simmons's Free Artist Portfolio
Welcome to Dominique Simmons's Portfolio. Browse Simmons's body of work: I never played with dolls. Armed with spoons from the kitchen, I spent my youth digging holes and tunnels in and around the roots of several pecan trees in my backyard. When I was ten, I was told by Kerry Brown, the prissy snot down the street, "Dominique, you can get dirtier quicker than any little girl I know." Kerry never dug a decent hole in her life.
When I was seven, the ancient Mrs. Bender in the dilapidated house across the street died. They tore down the house, leaving mounds of wooden lathe and brick, which my sister and ... |
|
|
|
