Deep quiets made solid and real. Zoo-like geometries breathe—beings equally shape and spirit.
Lit works alone and without computers. The work in Others she patiently built over two years: skeletons of wood, muscle of foam, tissue of paper clay. The forms are painted with acrylic and oil, adorned with feather-feelers of plastic or scales of dyed resin. Some sculptures are the size of rabbits. Others loom like growing trees, or coil, undulating with color.
For Far In, Laura Lit summoned the full range of her experience: as painter, and from her work in film makeup, special effects, and architectural restoration. She composes the forms by meditation, or before sleep. Only when it is honed does she commit the design to paper, usually in a single drawing. Lit works alone, without assistance or fabrication. She jigsaws wood skeletons, sculpts molds, fine brushes oils, pours dyed resins, until something on the wall lives.
FAR IN is on the forefront of what abstraction could become again, post Hilma af Klint: spiritual, deeply imagined, ur-real.