Stories of Remembrance
Stories of Remembrance explores the past. The artist is reliving happy moments from her childhood, her love for horses, and being a cowgirl. A part of her that she tried to burry to fit in. Stories of Remembrance is Roebuck reclaiming her roots and celebrating where she has come from. There is no hiding but embracing it all.
Daffodil
Daffodil piece explores themes of triumph and acceptance. This piece is celebrating stepping out of the woods and embracing your true self. The figure is surrounded by daffodil flowers that symbolize rebirth and new beginnings. More specifically, daffodils symbolize the end of dark days. Daffodil is depicting the triumph of shedding the past, to welcome your fully healed self.
I Am Still Standing, Yeah Yeah
I am Still Standing, Yeah Yeah explores the themes of pain and celebration. In 2023, Roebuck’s papa had a stroke, a period of time that Roebuck was unsure of what was to come. The pain of potentially losing her papa is ever present in this piece. Whilst examining fears, Roebuck is celebrating life and how her papa persevered. This piece is also a reflection of Roebuck growing up on a farm, all that her papa has taught her, and how he showed Roebuck to love life. I am Still Standing, Yeah Yeah is about reclaiming parts of your past, mending fears and acknowledging that life is unpredictable, in addition to stepping into your full self.
Walk Tall Series
Walk Tall Series reflects on a specific family saying that Roebuck grew up hearing on her family’s farm. Roebuck is exploring hers and her brother’s childhood memories (joyous moments) and ramification of hearing “Walk Tall” and “Suck it Up”. This series is an acknowledgement of the past being mended.
We Can Grow or Wither Series Coming
SOON September 2024
We Can Grow or Wither
This series explores the themes of hardships and resilience, exclusions and triumphs, and ultimately the path of healing. Most importantly, this series is celebrating each woman and their journey, how they have mended themselves.
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The textured
And fragmented
Inflicted with too many scars
Who were we?
Will we survive?
Who will remember?
Piecing
Growing
And stitching
Ourselves back together
For a society
That thrives on pain
And division
Doesn’t understand
The cost
Of just surviving
The agony
The torment
The light
Being taken away
But yet
We stand
And
We fight
For the light
To glow
We aren’t
Tragedies
We are a force
Who are we?
Not the inflicted scars
Or
The catastrophes
That have invaded our lives
Nor
The nightmares
Of our past
We are Women
Weaving
Ourselves
Back together
Do you hear us?
Now, listen closely