I'd like to share some recent press for We Built This To Leave at Vermillion, where I'm showing with Ryan Molenkamp and Trevor Johnson:
Jen Graves' SLOG post, Currently Hanging.
Emily Pothast's thoughtful preview of the show on her blog, Translinguistic Other.
Joey Veltkamp's blog, Best Of - both a preview of the show and interview with me posted yesterday!
Susanna Bluhm's blog, Getting to Know You Better, a response to Joey's post.
And from what was probably one of the funnest interactions I've ever had at an art show, a post about kids and art written by Ryan's sister Carrie. You see? Art is easy. Kids get it. You walk up to it, you count the rows, you put your face in it, you interact and find the wonder.
A huge thanks goes out to everyone who has made it to see the show and or written about it, your support is greatly appreciated! Thank you!
If you've missed it, don't worry - We Built This To Leave is up until the end of the month!
Vermillion Art Gallery Wine Bar
1508 11th Ave (Pike and 11th in the heart of Capitol Hill)
Exhibition will be on display Nov 6th - 29th
On Pieces That Are Surprises But More Like Bridges; and an Updated Photo Gallery
Now that the show is up, I've been taking some time to relax. Last weekend I ran over to Vermillion to get a few shots of the work, and have just posted them over on my page of recent works.
I'm particularly excited about Harbinger, shown below. There's a point in your process where you hit something magical. The work is changing, and so are you, and there's no telling where either of you will go together. This one is particularly special. As I was cutting these long strips, in all senses actually eviscerating the paper; I started thinking about what we give and take from each other in relationships (friends, lovers, commerce, art). We're in a constant negotiation of carving, pinning, taking, giving, ripping, tearing, gluing, building. Some have mentioned it reminds them of Rapunzel, which I find apt - hair trailing down the edge of a tower. What did she really expect to get in return for bearing his weight, what was he really after while pulling on those tresses? We each carry a bizarre set of expectations and compromises.
My friend Joel says this is a mean piece but not in a mean way. He meant that it's a cruelty to tear out the heart of something and leave it hanging by a thread. He's right. But I just think it's truthful. What else is there but to give all of ourselves to anything, to everyone? If we laid ourselves bare to each other, there would be little room left for confusion or dishonesty; I am here for these reasons, I am going after these things.
On that naked bare wall, shining bright beneath a frame and the trailing vestiges of its covering lies true beauty. I can't wait to see where this new work takes me.
I'm particularly excited about Harbinger, shown below. There's a point in your process where you hit something magical. The work is changing, and so are you, and there's no telling where either of you will go together. This one is particularly special. As I was cutting these long strips, in all senses actually eviscerating the paper; I started thinking about what we give and take from each other in relationships (friends, lovers, commerce, art). We're in a constant negotiation of carving, pinning, taking, giving, ripping, tearing, gluing, building. Some have mentioned it reminds them of Rapunzel, which I find apt - hair trailing down the edge of a tower. What did she really expect to get in return for bearing his weight, what was he really after while pulling on those tresses? We each carry a bizarre set of expectations and compromises.
My friend Joel says this is a mean piece but not in a mean way. He meant that it's a cruelty to tear out the heart of something and leave it hanging by a thread. He's right. But I just think it's truthful. What else is there but to give all of ourselves to anything, to everyone? If we laid ourselves bare to each other, there would be little room left for confusion or dishonesty; I am here for these reasons, I am going after these things.
On that naked bare wall, shining bright beneath a frame and the trailing vestiges of its covering lies true beauty. I can't wait to see where this new work takes me.
Labels:
clearing tangled undergrowth,
labels,
mapping,
nonsense,
pitfalls,
sketchpad,
vermillion
We Built This to Leave; Sharon Arnold, Ryan Molenkamp, and Trevor Johnson
It's done, it's hanging, and it's ready to go for your viewing pleasure. After six long months of bending my head over new work, I can lift myself up and take satisfaction in a job well done.
I'd like to invite you to come out to Vermillion this Friday Nov 6th for our long awaited show We Built This To Leave, featuring Ryan Molenkamp , Sharon Arnold, and Trevor Johnson.
We've been working hard, we're super excited, and we're very much looking forward to seeing you all there!
We built this for us, we built this for you, we built this to leave.
Vermillion
1508 11th Ave (Pike and 11th in the heart of Capitol Hill)
Opening reception Nov 6 6-11pm
Exhibition will be on display Nov 6th - 29th
I'd like to invite you to come out to Vermillion this Friday Nov 6th for our long awaited show We Built This To Leave, featuring Ryan Molenkamp , Sharon Arnold, and Trevor Johnson.
We've been working hard, we're super excited, and we're very much looking forward to seeing you all there!
We built this for us, we built this for you, we built this to leave.
Vermillion
1508 11th Ave (Pike and 11th in the heart of Capitol Hill)
Opening reception Nov 6 6-11pm
Exhibition will be on display Nov 6th - 29th
Sharon Arnold 20 B/p/M ink, Rives Heavyweight 2009Sketchpad Notes, on Undergrowth
un·der·growth \ˈən-dər-ˌgrōth\
n.
"the clarity of the well marked path is sterile. to find the path, to
follow it, to examine it, and to clear away the tangled undergrowth; that
is sculpture."
--Guiseppe Penone
n.
1. Low-growing plants, saplings, and shrubs beneath trees in a forest.
2. A growth of short, fine hairs underlying the longer and thicker outer hairs of an animal's coat; underfur or underwool.
3. The condition of being less than fully grown.
4. The detritus which crowds the truth in a piece of art being created.
4. The detritus which crowds the truth in a piece of art being created.
"the clarity of the well marked path is sterile. to find the path, to
follow it, to examine it, and to clear away the tangled undergrowth; that
is sculpture."
--Guiseppe Penone
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