Self-portrait with Monkey, 2011

Self-portrait with Monkey, 2011

Spring Break 2011

Spring Break 2011

Easter Bunny Basket Case, 2011

Easter Bunny Basket Case, 2011




  1. Amanda Krugliak
    July 18, 2012

    These images are fantastic, so strange, and absurd, and dark and funny, and jangle-ly.
    I love them. Hope you are having a great event free summer.

  2. Roberta Key
    August 20, 2012


    At 46 I’ve finally decided what I want to be when I grow up, an artist/art teacher. While doing research for my Art Apreciation class I came upon a mistake in the instructor’s power point presentation. It was supposed to show Frida’s Self Portrait With Monkeys, but mistakenly showed a duplicate image from the next slide. So, I HAD to look up the correct image for sanity’s sake & art posterity (of course). Here, I came upon your representation of the same title & the others. Thank you for letting us into your world & showing your art with a healthy serving of humor.

    Healing & light,


    PS (FYI I have a chronic pain disorder involving C5-C6 & L5-S1 agrivated by fibromyalgia. Your art made me laugh, wonder & hope for the future.)

  3. admin
    January 1, 2013

    Hi Amanda,
    You know, I didn’t check these comments until way after the fact. Thanks so much for looking…

    Great job on the gallery activities.

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Back Brace Self-Portraits

  • Performative
  • Photography

In February 2011, I broke my back (fractured L1) in a sledding mishap. The "cure" for such an injury is to immobilize the spine for 12-14 weeks with a custom-made, clam shell plastic brace. When the physical therapists first put the brace on me, I realized that the hard white plastic was a terrific blank canvas, white board, or stage. As anyone might imagine, it's pretty uncomfortable to sit upright or sleep in it. I spent the better part of 3.5 months on the couch. To keep myself entertained, I started shooting photos using my brace like a T-shirt, decorating it with humorous texts, slogans, and images. As time wore on, I started to see it as a replacement for my torso--a manufactured female body that I could place in any context. It was raw material, it was a shell, a costume and a partner. With it I was Venus, Frida, Miss America, an Easter egg, Humpty Dumpty, and Mr. Peanut.