Whittney A. Streeter

In my work, I toy with this grandmother's attic feeling. It is familiar, welcoming, and inviting, yet unsettling. Reminiscent of old family photos in their recycled frames with faded watercolor, bright ink, and sepia-stained coffee coloring, many of the images are named after relatives or childhood experiences and characters. Drawing on menacing old places, those photos of scowling dead relatives, sewing boxes, stories from childhood, the haunted feeling of being alone or lonely, and some mad-scientist quackery, I try to create images that are somewhat familiar, yet intriguingly disturbing in their treatment of the subject matter, creating that sense one would get exploring the forbidden places in elderly relatives' homes.