Lydia Wickham is a mixed media artist based in central Ohio whose work explores wonder, perception shifts, and the layering of materials. She experiments across media, usually combining thread, vinyl, paint, photography, and discarded medical materials to create work that expresses how she inhabits her body.

Her work has been exhibited nationally in galleries, community spaces, and juried exhibitions, and she is the First Place (Professional Division) recipient of Art Possible Ohio’s traveling exhibition Accessible Expressions 2026. Recent exhibitions include a solo show at 934 Gallery in Columbus, Ohio, as well as group exhibitions at Woman Made Gallery in Chicago, Manifest Gallery in Cincinatti, OH, and Alabama Center for the Arts in Decatur, AL.

She currently has work included in Textures of Being at Contemporary Craft in Pittsburgh, PA, and Art Possible Ohio’s Traveling Exhibition: Accessible Expressions Ohio 2026.

Statement

My work explores how perception is shaped and continually changing through embodied experience, particularly within the reality of chronic, unseen conditions. Living with chronic pain has made perception feel like something constantly unstable, something reshaped by discomfort, fatigue, and the need to keep moving through it. I am interested in how the body does not only experience reality, but actively alters reality when pain can’t be escaped.

When trying to escape pain, I use materials such as thread, vinyl, fiber, neon, and reflective surfaces to build works that shift with light and movement. These materials allow me to escape into worlds that keep me alive, and reflect the hope I have to keep looking for. When confronting the anger I feel toward the systems that have harmed me in place of helping me, I often incorporate photographic processes and medical materials left after medical appointments.

I use fiber as a material with a long history of women turning to making when they could not change their circumstances. When I cannot change what is happening to my body, I can still make something from it. The care, patience, and intimacy associated with fiber become ways for me to express anger, resistance, and survival.

My practice centers on the instability of perception, something that can feel both confining and liberating. What happens to bodies that fall between the cracks of healthcare systems, when they do not fit the boxes professionals are trained to see?