2013 • 45″ x 31.5″
acrylic, spray paint on used fence pickets

As humans, we mask our existential angst and despair with any number of diversions and pleasurable sensory experiences…foremost among these is melted processed cheese product. This housewife’s acrimony can’t be masked as she readies to light another cigarette (a great way to hasten the death we all fear) after extinguishing the last in the party food, boldly giving a literal and figurative “Fuck You!” to whomever doesn’t like it.

The used fence pickets lend a feeling of age with the warped, knot filled support becoming part of the content of the piece, helping to evoke the bygone era represented in the woman’s clothing and the mid century chrome formica dining kitchen table. Despite the presence of the delicious cheese, she isn’t about to maintain the demure facade of the good housewife any longer.

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After a long exile in South Texas climbing out of a nihilistic funk, Otis Woodcock has found his way back to the open skies and quiet horizons of the American prairie. Having earned an MFA from Miami University, Ohio, he left his ancestral home in southern Indiana, spending the last three decades between Louisville, Kentucky, and San Antonio, Texas, developing his Iconoclasmatic Pop Art™ practice. On this journey, an anxious recovering Catholic and cancer survivor gradually evolved into the optimistic existentialist whose work is less interested in providing answers than in questioning certainty. Today, Woodcock lives and works where the seasonal rhythms and expansive landscapes of the Midwest serve as the backdrop for an ongoing exploration of belief systems, cultural inheritance, and the subtle poetry of ordinary things.

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  1. Lisa Anderson May 11, 2014 at 12:03 pm

    I absolutely love this. Genius. <3

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