Artist Profile
Lauren K.
Dougherty
Born 1993, Palm Springs, CA
Artist Profile
Lauren K.
Dougherty
Born 1993, Palm Springs, CA
Lauren is an editor, writing instructor, and essayist from Palm Springs, CA.
She trained as a cognitive research psychologist for ten years while quietly nurturing an original love of making through creative writing, sculpture, painting, and photography. Across genre and medium, her work explores the human experience as art in all forms.
Lauren has a Bachelor’s degree from Mills College (RIP) in Psychology with an emphasis in Cognitive Research, and a Master’s from NYU in Interdisciplinary Studies concentrating in Social Cognition, Collective Memory, and Systems of Conflict. Across disciplines, her expertise includes implicit thinking, long-term memory, interpersonal dynamics, systems of conflict, multi-media painting, long-form nonfiction, flash nonfiction, digital photography, and resin works.
She finds the scientific method and the artistic process to be one and the same— Necessary, relentless, and pursuant.
Though there are countless, her influences include Anselm Kiefer, Virginia Woolf, Margaret Atwood, Barbara Kruger, and Marina Abramović. You can find her interdisciplinary psychology column here: laurenkdougherty.substack.com and on Instagram: @laurenkdougherty
6.1.19
First Resin Canvas
7.1.19
Thank Me For Smoking
8.1.19
Me Seeing Through You Seeing Through Me
9.1.19
Ride the Wave & Enjoy the Whirlpool
10.1.19
Alone, together.
Lauren’s Art
I used glue in this guy, with acrylics, oils & melted wax, done on a rogue plexiglass window I found by the side of the road in Richmond.
At this point in my practice, I was fixated on the value of the surface.
A canvas, like people, can only do so much for us when we can’t peer through it to find the dimensions of depth.
I call it “Me Seeing Through You Seeing Through Me.”
This is loaded up with my cigarette & joint butts as well as some of my hair—it’s called “Thank Me For Smoking.”
First Resin Canvas
Lauren’s Art
I used glue in this guy, with acrylics, oils & melted wax, done on a rogue plexiglass window I found by the side of the road in Richmond.
At this point in my practice, I was fixated on the value of the surface.
A canvas, like people, can only do so much for us when we can’t peer through it to find the dimensions of depth.
I call it “Me Seeing Through You Seeing Through Me.”
This is loaded up with my cigarette & joint butts as well as some of my hair—it’s called “Thank Me For Smoking.”
First Resin Canvas
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