Jennie Ridyard
she/her
Sotto Voce (Under the Breath)
“You used to be such a nice little girl,” my aunt said.
I was 12, and angry – and now I was ashamed too because being nice was everything. So I smiled and the dark stayed inside.
But it didn’t go away.
These days, it comes painted in colour and light and ribboned with humour. However, squint your eyes and the decades of suppressed rage bubble through.
You could blame gender stereotypes, biological constructs, systematic injustice, misogyny, inequality, microaggressions, sexual assault, objectification, benevolent sexism, glass ceilings, slut-shaming…
Or you could just say, fuck that shit.
In paint. In technicolour.
Then hang it up as decoration.
Installation view, NCAD Works 2026 featuring sculpture, painting, and wall drawing.
A Flock of Birds, a series of small paintings, acrylic on mounted card, various sizes.
Big Pink Fck Off*, oil on canvas, 160 x 90 cm.
Respite I, oil on canvas, 70 x 50 cm.
From the series, A Flock of Birds, acrylic on canvas.
Poxy Little Prick, acrylic and oil on canvas, 70 x 50 cm.
NCADWorks 2026 installation view, What An Absolute Cnt (top) and Twat *(bottom), acrylic on canvas, each 40 x 40 cm.
Research
Work drying in studio, beneath the Painting Department's portal to the world.
Studio research time... just not for the eyes of my mother.