I feel my art and practice are one. I know how to respect and follow my inner feelings. I do not know how these feelings originate. I make in metaphor, art forms, forms of the human spirit. I make the images of bound and wrapped spirits to emphasize the content of the human condition. Exposed to New York City streets, a worker in the New York City homeless shelter system, I am not alien to the world of the tragic, the world of joy, the world of anxiety, loneliness and isolation.
© Bette Alexander, The Ancients, 1991–1993, mixed media. Used by permission