A picture is worth a thousand words.
With that in mind and as promised, here is a sampling from the opening of The Dialects of Line, Color, and Texture, my current show with Elizabeth Billings and Frank Woods.
Anyone who makes and exhibits art knows the thrill of seeing it hanging on a gallery wall. And while solo shows have their advantages, the magic of this exhibition lies in the undercurrent of “conversation” between our three separate voices, creating an interaction where the whole can be seen as greater than the sum of its parts. Kudos and thanks to curator Maureen O’Connor Burgess for finding the thread of that conversation and moderating it in such a way that makes our work shine — individually and together.
Without a doubt, the most rewarding part of an opening involves face-to-face dialogue with viewers. Not only is it a chance to explain the stories behind the work which has consumed so many hours, so much thought, and heart, but it is also an opportunity to get the work (and ourselves) out of the vacuum of the studio to see our ideas standing on their own. And when the work engages others in such a way that they can draw a connection between what you’ve made and a part of themselves you would otherwise never know, well, that is truly the cherry on top.
*All images © Elizabeth Billings, Frank Woods, and Elizabeth Fram
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I still haven’t sat down with a Louise Bourgeois biography yet, but I ran across this compilation of her thoughts on how to be an artist, and feel they are well-worth sharing.
What a delight! I was sorry to have to miss the opening and can’t wait to see it all in that lovely space!
Life is busy. Happy to get the pictures up for those who couldn’t make it!
Congratulations on the show. You’re right about the way the work hangs so well together.
Thanks Judy – it was so great to see you there!
Wrong Judy. I was there in spirit only.
Oh dear – too many emails, dealt with too quickly. The other Judy is probably wondering what the heck I was talking about!
Let me try to get this right: Thanks so much for taking the time to look this over. I wish you’d been there, but hundreds of miles is too steep an ask! Take care.