The graduate program in painting at Yale. A young woman, struggling to develop skills as a painter, struggling to find her subject. She knows she wants to paint, but that's as much as she's figured out.
Female figures lie motionless in eerily empty landscapes, without agency, without identity.
Sometimes small figures fly from their abdomens, or their limp bodies ooze into sloshy pools of liquid fleshy color. I don't mean to make it sound too good. On one hand, her paintings are awful and unschooled in the worst sort of way. Clumsy and confused, but not intentionally so. On the other hand, the paintings are incredibly revealing.