erin bodfish / at the altar of my own love / may 5 - 30, 2025
"Grief is felt in the body, as real as any injury. It is a heaviness, a physical ache formed. It is something that is ephemeral, fleeting in its presence, and yet able to permanently affect change. I feel this presence of grief within my own body. Its permanent alteration of the makeup of my form. It is a scar tissue that has healed over itself time and time again.
Through the mourning of my past selves, of love once lost, this series of work At the Altar of My own Love came to be. These paintings reflect a rebirth, a coming to terms with departure, and a love returning that I thought dissipated. I have pieced myself back together, one fragment at a time, finding beauty in the sharpness of my edges, and a relief in being able to settle into soft spaces once again. I capture this through my mark making, through the suffusion of color throughout my works, and an interruption of traditional viewing formats. I work on a large scale in order to capture the breadth of these feelings of grief - where I shed my former self, emerging anew in my own love.
With the use of both fresh and dried floral matter sculpted alongside these works, the concept of memento mori is represented - a reminder of the transient nature of life. This applies to the nature of relationships and their metamorphosis. The paintings and sculptures express the process of grieving while seeking to understand a new reality. The small works showcased alongside the altars, act as vanitas - or vanities. These are capturings of evanescent moments of reflection, fragments of self and past loves, abstracting their presence as we let them go."
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At the Altar of My Own Love, 2024 / acrylic on canvas / 95" x 185"

A Swim in Galway Bay, 2024 / acrylic and ink on canvas / 23" x 95"

A Swim in Galway Bay (detail)

The Woman I’m becoming, 2023 / oil and silver leaf on canvas / 70" x 25" (taken from the measurements of the artist’s body)


The Woman I Was, 2023 / oil and silver leaf on canvas / 70" x 25" (taken from the measurements of the artist’s body)


Barry’s tea became part of my ritual. The soft blend of the milk as it swirled. It reflected a sense of comfort, a place of peace., 2024 / acrylic and mixed media on canvas / 80" x 220"




In the springtime I started to feel at home again, 2025 / acrylic and mixed media on canvas / 20" x 16"

A Breath of Fresh Air that became an Obligation, 2024 / acrylic and oil on canvas / 40" x 30"

A daydream through the looking glass, 2024 / acrylic on canvas / 30" x 30"

They were just kids in love, 2025 / acrylic on canvas / 72" x 22"

Will you equate me to a rose, or something with sharper edges?, 2025 / acrylic on canvas / 64" x 22"

Sometimes I still listen to your favorite songs when I paint. I can almost feel that love again., 2025 / acrylic on canvas / 30" x 30"


There were Irises in the Garden, 2025 / acrylic on canvas / 38" x 26"

The storm I once felt still brews beneath. She is slowly shrinking. I miss her some days, and the twisted comfort she’d bring., 2024 - 2025 / acrylic, charcoal, and pastel on canvas / 95" x 185"




Will you equate me to a rose, or something with sharper edges? (detail)

