THE NEW YORKER, May 24, 2010
Helen Sear—Vince Aletti
"You may never figure out exactly how Sear made these digitally layered photographs, but, before you get too caught up in her process, stand back and just enjoy the work. At the center of each big color image is the head of a young woman who has turned away from the camera; her identity is further hidden by a shower of flowers, grasses, and other foliage strewn across intricately patterned backgrounds that look like lacy curtains or screen doors. Whether the women are workers or watchers remains a mystery, but Sear turns these anonymous figures into lush earth goddesses, the unwitting cause for a celebration that spills out of the picture frame."