Shells,  1998-present  Oil on ostrich egg      I have been drawing on eggs since childhood, a rich, feminine tradition especially around Easter in my native Czech Republic. As a child I was greatly aware of the egg shell’s frailty as my clumsy hands worked the surface, breaking dozens in the process. In my art making, the egg is a metaphor for the fragility of human life as I represent the portraits of my friends and family. They are given to the subject as gift.
 Spoon in glove of easel, 2012  Oxide on egg shell   
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