Birthed from this uncanny lore, these metamorphic and psychedelic “mystery objects” escape a single unified narrative. Sometimes drawing from traditional and functional forms - such as vases and candle holders, I imbue these sculptures with my distorted mythology.
Sculptures are created through an exploration of form, extracting traits from both highbrow and lowbrow culture. By approaching ceramics from many different perspectives, using a variety of materials and techniques, I exploit this medium and question conventional notions of beauty - while finding beauty in the unexpected. My work blazes a new path to reinvent craft and disrupt expectations of ceramic sculpture.
Seductive, monstrous, humorous, punk, these works bat around dizzying ideas of what is beautiful and what is beastly, what is real and what is imagined, what is serious and what is simply, a joke… work brings to mind the powerful words of poet Carmen Giménez Smith in her poem Fragments From the Confessions, ‘Decoupage the jar with mouths, cut from Cosmo, mister death, fill it with our minstrel blood, or the placenta from our collective lacunae, grow lascivious magnolias in it, heavy lipped and lush with pollen, the jar houses my illusions, of eating men like hairballs.’” Excerpt from the press release by Sarah Walko for ‘ Nature is A Whore: A Comedy & A Tragedy ’ at The Hole, NYC (September 7 - October 30, 2022). “Roxanne Jackson’s ceramic sculptures are a world of animal personification and creature teachers, a weird cast of characters putting on a wild psychedelic play.
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