Gracie Cipriano

                                      

Becoming Gracie

2025

“Becoming Gracie” is a triptych series that enfolds the journey from birth to the interior struggles and traumas that shaped me into the person I am today. Each digital canvas uncovers a different chapter of my becoming, revealing the divergence between how I came into the world, how others defined me, and how I reclaimed my own voice. These three canvases include a convergence of archival images from childhood, personal documents and unique mark-making, forming a visual life story that is powerful, universal, and intimate.

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Date: 2025
Medium: Digital Image printed on 
Mulberry on Wood Panel
Size: 8x10 inches

This panel revolves around the moment I was born into this world. Layered in this piece is a photograph taken of me three days after I was born. Along with this, the photograph contains transcribed notes, birth records and a sympathetic gesture, constructing the earliest documentation of my identity. The luminous colour palette of magenta and blue captures the vulnerability and possibility of a life just starting to be born. This digital piece signals the beginning before memory exists, and the world begins to shape who I will become. 

Title: 
Date: 2025
Medium: Digital Image printed on 
Mulberry on Wood Panel
Size: 8x10 inches

Title: Surviving the Noise
Date: 2025
Medium: Digital Image printed on 
Mulberry on Wood Panel
Size: 8x10 inches

“Surviving the Noise“ is a digital work revolving around my childhood trauma. As a little girl, I attended an elementary school that separated the kids into different colour-coded groups. Teachers stated, the first group, colored “Red”, is known as the higher intellectual, the “Blue” represents the middle intellect, and the “Yellow” is called the dumb and lower intellectuals. I was placed in the yellow group, and teachers would downgrade and break down students with harsh words. Within this piece, it’s surrounded and layered by yellow and some red words. These words form the shape of a bird of prey, which is a hawk. The hawk was my old elementary school’s mascot. Figuratively, it’s very ironic and bitter that the school’s mascot was a hawk, as the teachers would prey on slower learning children, like hawks targeting rabbits. The portrait of me as a child with what looks to be a forceful smile and blue streaks of paint streaming down my cheeks. Which figuratively is supposed to symbolise sadness and crying.


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