Tiny Terrors

Tiny Terrors explores various phobias using dollhouse miniatures.

Revelation

“Slay utterly old and young, both maids, and little children, and women: but come not near any man upon whom is the mark (Ezekiel 9:6).” Selective slaughter is not an uncommon occurrence in the Bible, the same holy scripture from which I once drew comfort. As a child, Catholicism had an important presence in my life, but realizing the weight behind the words forced me to question the foundations of my faith.

Much of my childhood was devoted to church, Sunday school, and reading my Precious Moments Bible, particularly the story of Noah’s Ark. I felt an overwhelming sense of awe toward God’s compassion to save two of every animal from the flood. Faith continued to be a driving force in my life until my early teens when I began to investigate the Bible in depth.

The children’s version of Noah’s Ark left out some gruesome details. I realized for the first time that God created this massive flood to wash away all of his human creation and start again. Disgusted with my revelation, I began to notice similar disturbing Bible stories – Abraham and Isaac, Jephthah’s Daughter, and Elisha and the Bears. Instead of sacred precepts, I found that the Bible contained far more tales of genocide and misogyny. Based upon my discoveries, I took interest in juxtaposing sinister Bible verses with the childhood innocence of dollhouse miniatures.

Extinguished

I was brought up in a casual Catholic household. Although not actively involved in the church, we attended mass every Sunday as a family, and I prayed every night before bed. I knew there was a God; there just had to be. It was the only way I ever knew.

In high school, I began noticing things about the church and scriptures that I no longer found comfort in; rather, they disturbed me. I gradually became distant from my faith, which leads me to where I am today. My beliefs (or lack thereof) cannot be simply classified with a specific label, but I suppose I would fall between agnosticism and atheism.

I built shadowboxes to contrast my beliefs as a child and my beliefs as an adult. Through innocent eyes, I only focused on the inspiring and loving messages from God, whereas today I have an entirely different view on the subject matter. My faith has been extinguished.

On A Roll

ON A ROLL

Life is about chances.

It’s all a roll of the dice.

You never know what your

next move is going to be.

You win some.

You lose some.

But you still try to make it

to the end.

You may notice there are

no game pieces.

In this game, YOU are the

game piece.

Pick up the die;

you’re On A Roll.

Split

Photo Date #5

Photo Date #4

The subject matter for my past few photo dates has reflected my breakup. Since it is a situation that affects me a on a daily basis, it has been difficult to think of other sources of inspiration. I wanted to attempt something different for this week, but I still had the urge to document my breakup. This indecision always creates an internal battle as I try to figure out what I really want to do. Struggling with my options leads me to ask myself, "Is this what I truly want to do, or am I trying to live up to everyone else's expectations?"