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#theMirrorMemoirs (WIP)
is a participatory painting project I began during the COVID-19 pandemic as a fundraiser via Instagram. Nearly 100 participants donated to a chosen charity and posted a mirror-selfie, understanding these would serve as reference images for my paintings. If their image inspires a painting that sells, they receive a percentage of the sale matching their donation amount (i.e., a participant that donates $11 earns 11% of the sale [up to 33%]). As I paint, I create Conversations_in_Conversation, dialogue-based audio files to contextualize the paintings further. Ultimately, I’m working toward an installation that will magnify the less obvious psychological effects of scrolling through Instagram by discussing its more hidden features …All the while asserting what cannot be overstated: that while social media is surely a patriarchal, capitalist engine, it is also merely a mirror. 

(More details on the origins of this project here)






2024, oil on linen, 24” x 36”


[word-body-image]

“i hope you’ve taken your opportunity by now just to, you know, take in my physical form. uh… that is your right, you know. i take the stage, you show up, you get to look, and fair enough. fair enough. but it is a nightmare, it is a nightmare for an intellectual like myself. really to be incarnate at all, frankly. i mean, as a woman of ideas on some level, everything, everything from the chin down feels beneath me… i like to keep it moving on stage ’cause i know, i know how you people operate. okay, okay, i stand still for too long, you see something you like, you take a mental snapshot. who knows what you’ll do with it later? i... i much prefer… i prefer to keep things moving, keep ’em blurry. thank you very much. try to take a mental snapshot and it’s nothing but a gray blur. simple self-preservation. no, I look forward to it. i look forward to discarding the form, the flesh, through death, of course, as a ghost...







2024, oil on canvas, 36” x 48”


...my meditation practice these days, it’s getting too strong, you know?

do you see, i wanna linger as me. i want to haunt a house, and i know perhaps that’s a quaint dream, you know, unoriginal, but it’s mine, nonetheless. i mean, imagine. to night after night, to night after night just watch television behind someone watching television. [audience laughing] just giving yourself over to their programming choices. i mean, that… that would be a meditation in its own right, the surrender required there, you know. i just, uh… i wanna be a ghost, but if I make it as a ghost, i wanna be a strong ghost, a robust ghost, you know. no blurring away at the edges for me. i want to be 75% opacity at minimum. [audience laughing] i’d say 85 max. i want you to know i’m a ghost, otherwise what’s the point.” — Jacqueline Novak: Get on Your Knees (2024)








(WIP), oil on canvas, 50” x 49”

after Alex Katz (Ada Ada, 1959) // “everything is copy” // two fools // everything is copy

“we all grew up with this thing that my mother said to us over and over and over and over again which was “everything is copy.” you know you’d come home with some thing that you thought was the tragedy of your life: someone hadn’t asked you to dance or the hem had fallen out of your dress [“the humiliations of girlhood”— Zadie Smith, The Fraud]… and my mother would say “everything is copy.” i now believe that what my mother meant is this: when you slip on a banana peel, people laugh at you, but when you tell people you slipped on a banana peel, it’s your laugh; so you become the hero rather than the victim of the joke. i think that’s what she meant…

[“ok so if i like myself, might feel good, but what if i’m wrong about myself? what are me and myself—we’re just these two fools just congratulating each other: “oh best in the biz no one quite like us we’re fantastic.” to me it feels safe if i stand in the bathroom mirror and look at that person in the mirror and insult the person in the mirror, say “you’re a fool,” that way, even if they are a fool, at least me, on this side of the mirror, for a second, i’m someone who can spot a fool. and then i, i am not in myself two fools; i’m a fool and someone who’s well aware, i’m a fool and someone apologizing for them. and then my duo has 50% dignity, do you see, i get a guarantee, if you split in two and hate yourself you get a guarantee of 50% dignity, versus taking the gamble of 0 versus 100, do you see how the math of self-hatred is unimpeachable.” — Jacqueline Novak: Get on Your Knees (2024)]

…on the other hand, she may merely have meant—everything is copy.” — Nora Ephron: Everything Is Copy (2105)



Alex Katz
Ada Ada,
1959, oil on canvas, 49” x 50”








2024, oil on two canvases, 14” x 22” total



“in a world that entices us to browse through the lives of others to help us better determine how we feel about ourselves, and to in turn feel the need to be constantly visible, for visibility these days seems to somehow equate to success, do not be afraid to disappear—from it, from us, for a while—and see what comes to you in the silence...” — Michaela Cole, Emmy Awards 2021: Acceptance speech for Outstanding Writing for a Limited Series  (I May Destroy You)






WIP, oil on two canvases, 13” x 22” total








2024, oil on gesso board, 18” x 24”






2024, oil on canvas, 30” x 40”


“perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor…” — Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

“i wrote in Bird by Bird that ‘perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, it’s the voice of the enemy,’ and i grew up with a lot of shame; i grew up with pretty unhappy parents who were married 27 unhappy years… so that my solution and something my parents encouraged was the perfectionism…  i had such shaky self-esteem and such a raging ego, this terrible ping-pong game going on... i’m a little neurotic because i’ve also had a lifelong eating disorder, so i feel that if you don’t get 10,000 steps a day you can’t tell where you’re going to end up. before recovery i got all of my value from how other people thought of me. the miracle of being older is that you might go to the same default places. mine is this victimized self-righteousness and this weaponized silence, but you move through it in two or three hours instead of months, and in one case an entire decade…” — Anne Lamott on Wiser Than Me with Julia Louis-Dreyfus








WIP, oil on actual mirror and unstretched canvas,  24” x 66”


i’m all talk, you walk a lot. the pacer sits down, momentarily.

















2024, oil on canvas, 19” x 30”


adds $10,000 worth of shoes to cart, cannot decide, purchases nothing. precious time lost to the screen. could have walked 10,000 steps. could have been painting. paints shoes from cart and claims she is a painter who uses screen-based distractions to her advantage.









WIP, oil on canvas, 39” x 25”

“there’s always more show...” — BoJack Horseman S5:E6










twin_brother.png, 2022, digital painiting



Ezra: you have an amazing passage in the book about the way mirrors operate on a time delay for women, always telling you how beautiful you were five years ago… is aging a different process for men from what you see in your own generation?

[Kate: wanna hear a joke that i heard when i was a child that changed the course of my life: why do women wear makeup and perfume?
Jacqueline: don’t tell me, hold on i want to think about it for a second... to cover the stench of fish? haha, sorry.
Kate: basically. why do women wear makeup and perfume? cause they’re ugly and they smell like shit. heard that as a child, it’s pretty funny.
Jacqueline: yeah i like it. i mean, i like it because—let’s just play it out. why don’t men…
—Berlant & Novak podcast]

Zadie: ha! uh, i mean uhhh, yea. i mean the difference is so monumental it’s hard to kind of… you might have actually rendered me speechless…

it’s so fundamentally different… but i’m always aware of it changing somewhat. the physical pressure on men, boys even—in the realm of the physical, of the beautiful—has transformed from when i was young, so it may well be that they will be subject to what were traditionally coded as feminine anxieties around age. that could totally happen. maybe it’s already happening... for me, because i’m a writer it’s an interesting process to watch... but it doesn’t mean i don’t feel it… i am trying to find the beauty in it…













Ezra: what about in terms of loneliness? (i very much take your point in terms of the physical expectations) but one of the things that i think about with aging is how lonely many of the older men i know are. in general, i find that the older women in my life are just more connected to other people… it seems to me the scourge of aging for men is also a kind of deep loneliness that there also isn’t much... i don’t want to say sympathy for, but ways to talk about it. it just sort of happens, and you bear it.

Zadie: i have always felt sorry for men, their lack of social networks. those kinds of networks that traditionally women have been heavily involved with… but again, there’s no essential truth here… it seems to me that younger men are having different friendships with each other, which hopefully will pay off later down the line, more intimate relationships perhaps… —The Ezra Klein Show: Zadie Smith on Populists, Frauds, and Flip Phones


































"Untitled Princess Carolyn Project”—BoJack Horseman
WIP, oil on cut-out Arches oil paper, 11” x 25”






WIP, oil on two canvases, 13” x 22” total
2024, oil on Arches oil paper, 7 3/4” x 11”
_Bubby_.png, 2022, digital painting 


“the humiliations of girlhood. the separating of the beautiful from the plain and the ugly ["am i just self-obsessed?”—3Qs w/ Andy Richter: Natasha Lyonne].
the terror of maidenhood. the trials of marriage or childbirth – or their absence.

the loss of that same beauty around which the whole system appears to revolve. the change of life.  

[…making her feel that loneliness was all she’d ever known.] what strange lives women lead.” ― Zadie Smith, The Fraud















WIP,  AirPods as earrings / broken & beveled, oil on unstretched canvas,  44” x 22 3/8”  cropped /~70” x 30”  uncropped









WIP, oil on old computer & phone / specific object thingy / daisy jones & the six









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hailey nathel (b. 1996) is a painter who uses interdisciplinary methods and screen-based distractions to her advantage. In 2018, hailey received her BFA from Washington University in St. Louis, where she studied Painting and Psychological & Brain Sciences. Since then, she has worked as a yoga instructor, a curator and cofounder of artist collective gadget_gurls, an Arts Admissions coach & tutor, and a scenic artist for Showtime, ABC, and Hulu television shows. She is currently based in Northern California and pursuing a Post-Baccalaureate Certificate in Visual Arts at UC Berkeley Extension.

Seeing the world through a cyberfeminist lens, hailey uses sincerity and humor to explore Mirror [painting / time-based media], Shadow [photography / drawing], and Glitch [digital painting / DIY printing] as visual and conceptual motifs: 

♡ Her participatory painting project, #theMirrorMemoirs  (WIP), uses interpretations of “mirror-selfie” shared on Instagram to create paintings that look at gender roles on and offline, while raising money for Alzheimer’s research.

♡ Through photography and drawing, she’s also been casually exploring shadow as reflection and mirror’s counterpart. And eventually, in her next series of paintings, she plans to use shadow to tackle Facebook—Instagram’s predecessor and #tMM’s prequel.

♡ Her digital series, Seasonal glitches, is an infinite evolution of digitally produced colorful disruptions. By engaging with the intended uses and creative failures inherent in personal technology, hailey leverages mishap as a catalyst for discovery and [re]invention.

While esthetics may vary by medium, her focus remains on looking at the way we see, using the eyes of her embodied and digital-self—as they become one and the same.