Where I grew up, there was a mysticism and creativity to everything. Everyone made things with their hands. Shea Hembrey creativitygrowhand Change image and share on social
I imagine explaining a work of art to my grandmother in five minutes, and if I can't explain it in five minutes, then it's too obtuse or esoteric. Shea Hembrey artesotericexplain Change image and share on social
My grandfather was a healer, and he used matches often. Once, he burnt a wart off my finger and then rubbed the ash deep into it, and it never did come back. When he worked at a factory, people would line up next to his truck to be healed. He died before he could teach us any of his secrets. Shea Hembrey ashbackburn share on social
My childhood is more hick than I could ever possibly relate to you, and also more intellectual than you would ever expect. For instance, me and my sister, when we were little, we would compete to see who could eat the most squirrel brains. Shea Hembrey brainchildhoodcompete share on social
For me, art is make-believe. It's enchantment. It's a fable. I'm enjoying that and playing with it. Of course it's serious, and art is serious, but I'm not going to rarefy it. Shea Hembrey artenchantmentenjoy Change image and share on social
How do you show what's not there? How do you show energy? Shea Hembrey energyshow Change image and share on social