As a human, I experience time with no better a tool than a fisherman's net: most of life washes through with the current, and only morsels are caught in my consciousness and memory. As an artist, the current still flows around me, but I seek to take a microscope to one of the morsels and expand its every detail -- everything that, in the seized moment, would have otherwise been swept through the net.
About the Artist
Juliet Drake Hossain lives and works out of her current home in New Jersey. However, being an Air Force spouse afforded her the opportunity to live many places, including the Washington, D.C. area, New York City, Phoenix, San Antonio, Tokyo and Delaware, thereby gaining an eclectic mix of inspirations. She began her professional career as an actress, obtaining a B.F.A. from Hofstra University, and performing in theatre and film across the USA. While this was immensely satisfying, Juliet decided to shift her focus to the visual arts after the birth of her two children. She first developed Greetings from Juliet's Balcony to make her handcrafted cards available to the public, and then branched out into fine art painting. She has a trove of creations awaiting their birth, and invites you into her artistic nursery. Welcome to Juliet's Balcony.
Notes on the Gallery
For the sake of efficiency, the Greeting Cards section has been removed from the online gallery. However, my large inventory of handcrafted greeting cards are available for purchase in my Etsy shop, or in person. Card commissions accepted for any occasion; kindly message me for details.
I began painting on rocks during a summer scavenger hunt project in Voorhees Township. Families painted rocks, and hid them around town. When someone discovered a rock, they posted their discovery on Facebook, and then either re-hid or kept the rock. The game was wildly popular, and it was exciting to watch my community search for and discover my rocks. My initial series (under the Voorhees Rocks section of the gallery) was followed by the Harry Potter Rocks series, which was hunted down by local Potterheads. I was later commissioned for additional Harry Potter themed rocks, and concluded the series with the sale of the Hogwarts rock. The Bunny Rock series was sold on the Juliet's Balcony Facebook page to celebrate the anxiously-awaited spring of 2018. Lastly, the Yoga/TRue Rock series was commissioned in collaboration with The Pop-up Greenhouse, for their succulent arrangement workshops.
“The Playing Space” (Pale Blue Dot Series) -- in development
This long-term project will be a symphony of sorts. It will combine my dedication to painting, my excitement for the Glowforge laser, my passion for the theatre and my wonderings about our place in the cosmos. It will explore the idea of player space; the essence of theatre as the creation of stories in space; the use of space; filling space; space in time. We even call our universe "space;" the Earth is our stage, and we are merely players. My inspiration draws from the eloquent wisdom of two of humanity’s heros, Carl Sagan and Shakespeare:
“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”
- Carl Sagan
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
- Shakespeare, Macbeth