see review by Steven Leyden Cochrane "Get lost, kid" in the
Winnipeg Free Press
In this print installation at Martha Street Studio gallery, visitors will
see an abstracted forest, a forest edge and a clearing with a variety
of creatures and shapes, some hidden and some emerging from the underbrush
into the clarity of the white gallery walls. This work grows out of the
choices inevitably made in any depiction of landscape, particularly when
we must edit out the underbrush to get to the view. Young or old, we
all try to make sense of the world and to find meaning in our lives -
to find the view from a controlling vantage point - the hilltop, where
all points converge on us and from us. We make sense of a confusing inner
and outer world by creating forms, telling stories and composing the through
lines of melody. We look for useful patterns and significant detail
and try to avoid both oversimplifying and drawing every leaf.
But part of maturing is to accept more ambiguity, nuance, and complexity
- more underbrush and less control. We can see beyond the evil stepmother
and the beautiful princess of childhood fairytales. Yet we still like
moral certainty and a happy ending. When we are frightened by the news
in the world, often we revert to the comfort of our childhood stereotypes
and oversimplify. Perhaps this is our greatest personal and social challenge,
to stay complex and resist the stereotype. Because even if the childıs
heroes were too simple, the childıs idealism was not.
This installation has all the elements for a good story: Falling stars.
A forest. A mysterious creature. A puppet child. A thrilling, red object.
Spatial complexity and symbolic language. You are encouraged either to
tell yourself the story that you need to hear again or to start coping
with the ambiguity of a complicated drama. To help take you back to that
simpler time and, at the same time, as a measure of progress ( or change
in you since then) - the artist provides a choice of traveling companion
that you can carry through the exhibition: a child, a tree or a terror-arousing,
black-shape-shifting thing. Or you can go it alone in an adult way and
embrace this world's glorious confusion.
Thanks to the very welcoming group at Martha St,
- Larry, Suzie, Sarah, Peter, Richard, Andrew, Abby, Sean and Wenke