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Artist Statement
My earliest memory is of walking to church on a maple-leaf stained-sidewalk in Bremen, Indiana, my Aunt Marie berating my Uncle Dewey for the black grease still embedded under his short fingernails and in the creases of his hands. Dewey was a diesel mechanic, and owned Balsley’s Garage, the name spray-painted in cursive on the doors of his tow truck.
My aunt and uncle were in their late 40s when my recently widowed father dumped me, an infant at the time, and my 6-year-old sister on them.
Uncle Dewey was the one person who always had a sincere twinkle in his eye and made me feel happy. In their home I was Punky, a nickname that was never used after we were returned to my dad and his new wife.
Materials and Techniques
Modified sewn board binding with pop-ups; printmaking paper with graphite.