Last weekend was great. I can’t complain. I got to spend a lot of time with friends, which is good, because I really missed them a lot. When school starts, I always get so lost in my work that I can’t keep up with my friends. There are still a good group of people who I need to catch up with before I fall off the face of the earth (ahem, clackers).
I had the opportunity to attend the e(merge) Art Fair at the Capital Skyline Hotel in DC in support of my dear friend Thomas Canavan. Thomas is my best friend Juli’s husband, and when I have the opportunity to see something awesome that he has created, I’m inspired. Not only is his work beautiful, but I get the opportunity to see so many other art forms.
Below is Thomas’ painting called “The Chair.”
William and I often found ourselves looking at things and saying, “I can’t believe this is art.” We weren’t saying it like “what the heck is this?” but we were surprised at how art is so much more than what we grew up thinking it was. I think for a long time, people only classify things like paintings, drawings, sculpture, etc. as art, and it was nice to see examples of thinks that are different. One piece I am sad to have missed is a woman doing a piece of performance art, where she invites people to wash and take care of her hair in order to have candid conversations about black hair care and caring for loved ones, etc.
Another piece was a video of a woman who went through the grueling task of removing layers upon layers of body slimming clothing. She grunted and struggled as she shimmied out of girdles, spanx, and corsets, and completely related to the discomfort she was displaying.
My favorite piece was one outside by the pool area. Michigan based Artist Mandy Cano Villalobos created a mixed media installation that moved me emotionally. The project is best described as it reads on her website.“Voces (“Voices”) addresses the mass femicide in the state of Chihuahua, Mexico. An ongoing act of mourning and protest, I silently sit to the side of the gallery, embroidering the names of individual murder victims into white blouses. Beginning with the first documented victims in 1993, every woman is commemorated with pink thread, referencing the pink crosses that have been erected and painted throughout the city by those who mourn the dead. As the shirts fill the center of the room, memorial shrines and missing person posters line the walls.”
On her website, the installation was spread out, creating an even more moving effect because there are so many white blouses- when they are in piles, when they are hanging- the reality that each of those represents a woman who has likely lost her life to violence is striking. She has several projects that feature the sadness of loss for Latinos due to civil wars an unrest. I will definitely continue to follow her work. At the art fair last weekend, her space was much more limited, but it was just as thought-provoking, and certainly just as sad. I recommend checking out this work here, on her site for more details.
Below are some other interesting eye candy. If you want more info on the fair, visit the (e)merge Art Fair Website.