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Artist Statement

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Worth. How is it weighted? Determined? Worth rests in the eye of the beholder: A seemingly random object meaningless to you, priceless to another. An object is not produced to be worthier than something else, rather the value is placed upon it. If this is the case, you determine the worth of an object. What ever made you think you weren’t worthy enough? You determine the worth of yourself, as you determine the worth of everything else. Other people may place worth on things, socially constructed, but ultimately it’s up to you. So instead of deeming yourself as less than, what if you saw yourself as enough, if not more? 

 

Words have always had a certain power for me; during times of stress, heartbreak, melancholy, those times of change and transition where there is no other way to articulate oneself except through poetic means. Seemingly simple and mundane words become avenues of healing, growth, and reflection. As life and the human experience are central to my work, I try to make my poetry relatable, personal, with a bit of mystery--often leaving you with a question or thought to linger and ponder. I date every poem I write as a personal documentation of emotions and experiences, a way to reflect on who I was and am. I wanted to create an immersive poetry experience, rather than traditionally what is on the 2D plane, in a way that marries words and visuals to tell my story. Leaning off of my childhood, I chose stop motion and film as a means to showcase my vision. As a child, I would make clay animations with my sister for our local film festival, and I enjoyed how the small details would culminate towards the bigger picture--kind of like how life works out. Splices of film mimic stop motion, where I took the concept of gilding to a new level, painting on myself and reflecting on my worth. Ultimately, I hope that my work leaves an imprint on you, and allows you to reflect on your life’s experiences as I have reflected on mine. 

 

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