Mab Graves is a girl that grew up but kept inside a fairy tale and an once upon a time flavor and misty. Her paintings, vintage dolls, pink hair as her own body share this memory of a mythic path trough narratives and adventures of heroines in transformation facing formulas and stereotypes. She understands the language of flowers, dreamy landscapes and uncanny animals as the artistic heritage of big eyes.
Her pictures leave open doors to the curious viewers to wander and wonder.
"Mab Graves is a Contemporary Pop-Surrealist artist and illustrator living and painting in a converted 1800’s tavern in a small corner of the dusty American Midwest. Her work is inspired deeply by fairy tales and old classic literature. She adores narrative. She blames this on her parents who unrelentingly read aloud to her and her three sisters as small, impressionable children. (…)"
Mab Graves belongs to the group "Art with big eyes. 1950-1970."
Movement strongly associated with the artist Margaret Keane.
QUEEN MAB
"O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate-stone
On the fore-finger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Athwart men's noses as they lies asleep;
Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners’ legs,
The cover of the wings of grasshoppers,
The traces of the smallest spider's web,
The collars of the moonshine's wat'ry beams,
Her whip of cricket's bone; the lash of film;
Her waggoner a small grey-coated gnat,
Not half so big as a round little worm
Pricked from the lazy finger of a maid:
Her chariot is an empty hazelnut
Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,
Time out o’ mind the fairies’ coach makers.
And in this state she gallops night by night
Through lovers’ brains, and then they dream of love;
(…)"
Mercutio's speech (in the adapted prose version)
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