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Friday, February 27, 2009

The embrace



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An iron fist



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so we go to visit her tomorrow



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On the way down it was glorious



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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Expect the Unexpected



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Perched



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Hot Boredom



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Forgive Me



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Femininity



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And they continued in the morning....



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Monday, February 16, 2009

It's Been a Harder Road Than I Thought



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Thursday, February 12, 2009

The fight



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The disgruntled socialites



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i thought you were my friend



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4 AM




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Whiteout



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Noise




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Hidden Instincts




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A Pretty Girl is Like...



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Please feel free to contact me at hedycoleman@yahoo.com for any inquiries

Artist Statment

This work is about community. It is also about how thoughts can become so wild that we can end up disconnected from ourselves and from other people, from our bodies and from our emotional center. Personally, sometimes I feel like a walking head. To shut the “mind chatter” down, I sometimes paint with my eyes closed or in the dark, so every line doesn’t have to be questioned, judged and controlled, like everything else in life. My brain has recently been most influenced by Chogyam Trungpa, lojong slogans, absolute and relative truth, listening to Eric Satie on repeat, the people in my neighborhood, and the little things that count.

Most work is done in gouache, watercolor, ink and pen and range from 4x6 to 12x16. Now things are getting bigger; newer pieces are in acrylic and gouache on canvas. 

About Me

Heather Coleman was born in New York City in 1979, growing up in Chelsea and now residing in Brooklyn. At 6, she recruited her parents to help her “get into the box and onto the screen, spending 8 years in the world of film, TV, commercials and voice-overs, and ending her career at 14.  She went on to receive a degree in psychology from Smith.  At 19, she went to Salt Institute in Portland, ME to study documentary photography, completing two documentaries; one on the B&M baked bean factory and its workers and another about flea market vendors who sold on a small lot off a racetrack in Scarborough. She later went to grad school at NYU, receiving a degree in social work, and currently works as a part-time therapist in Bushwick. While at NYU, she hosted several radio shows, her favorite being Outside, which was dedicated to the odd, bizarre and frightening world of experimental music.  She has also worked in a wide gamut of odd jobs, ranging from teaching people how to ride horses to attempting to start a breakdancing school in Manhattan. 

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      • The embrace
      • An iron fist
      • so we go to visit her tomorrow
      • On the way down it was glorious
      • Expect the Unexpected
      • Perched
      • Hot Boredom
      • Forgive Me
      • Femininity
      • And they continued in the morning....
      • It's Been a Harder Road Than I Thought
      • The fight
      • The disgruntled socialites
      • i thought you were my friend
      • 4 AM
      • Whiteout
      • Noise
      • Hidden Instincts
      • A Pretty Girl is Like...