i’m jealous of erin vincent


I love this piece titled, Dunce, by Erin Vincent. I met Erin in Toronto a couple of weeks ago and I have to say, her work is even more fantastic in person. I know that social norms say that you shouldn’t touch art, but I really wanted to pick this up. This one, and a bunch of pieces from her Shrine series remind me of being a kid going through my Grandmother’s jewelry box – the smell of old wood & fabric, random buttons, and old images found in lockets. Ah, nostalgia.