Tessa DeLisio

Author: Tessa

  • Mobile, 2025

    Mobile, 2025

    Bike wheel and other found objects, ribbons, twine, rope 3’x2’ not including
    hanging apparatus

    Mobile is made from my
    childhood bike wheel;
    strung with objects me
    and my mother have
    collected over the course
    of my life. It is a reflection
    on what we take with us
    and the beauty in mundane
    objects like a toy car, a fork,
    a fortune cookie, a teacup,
    and a playing card. A picture of
    the life me and my mother have
    led, references to things in objects others might not pick up on. Yet, In the center flush to the wheel is a mirror, so when you
    look up at the objects you see yourself among them. I want the viewer to see themself as a
    part of the art, inviting them further into my world.

    Tessa DeLisio

  • Train to Wilson Ave, 2025

    Train to Wilson Ave, 2025

    Fabric collage, 5’x2′ reclaimed fabrics

    In reverence for fleeting moments.



    This piece depicts a group of lifelong friends en route to celebrate one of their birthdays. Youth, growing up, changing, finding their way apart and back together. A simple moment like taking the subway captured in time. Elevated into an instrument for remembrance, an artifact of our dedication to each other, an offering, a shrine to our friendship.  


    This, taking the subway is, I feel a common experience reflected in materials we all interact with every day. Clothing, bedsheets, tablecloths, etc. Therefore, this noticing, this reverence for each other is within all of our grasps. A uniting force within human experience.

    Commonality is expressed in the techniques of both hand and machine stitching as well. I call on the women of my ancestry. Both in direct lineage and in the traditions of those crafts women, folk artists, and textile factory workers that came before me; and those that still work today. Using techniques often designated as “women’s work”, to create a homage to my female friendships that have stood the test of time just like a quilt passed down.

    Tessa DeLisio

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