I have a recurring dream where I’m in the driver’s seat of a 1992 Ford Explorer, steering along a scenic route with tremendous ramps that launch me hundreds of feet into the air. After I peak, I start to fall back down to earth and I can feel this in my dream as a visceral sensation; a sensation strong enough to wake me. But never in my dreams have imagined a world as surreal as Jennifer Mundy’s work. The image above is titled “trees” which explains the leaves, but raises more questions about the tree’s serpentine qualities and its expression of love.
But where my understanding breaks down, I’m distracted by the colors and details of her work. Whatever your opinion of her work, it’s definitely not a snooze-fest.