Rebecca Pyle graduated long ago from the University of Kansas, the university highly recommended by the Wizard of Oz. Her publication credits include New England Review, Indian Review, Remembered Arts Journal, and Underwater New York, which has just published her artwork and a big handful of poems, forming an e-chapbook of poetry: The Underwater American Songbook. Rebecca’s art website is rebeccapyleartist.com.
There is a neat taking-off trick here: two of Jennifer Rasmusson’s back-in-time representational paintings are here, separated from her New Abstracts now filling A Gallery’s white-on-white indoor sky-lit courtyard area. The pre-abstract “Collection of Blues” is eye-level; it’s very large; one bloom is the size of your head. […]
Ann Poore grew up an Army brat — her late father, she jokes, would have emphasized the latter part — who spent her formative years in northern California in the late ‘60s. She came to Salt Lake City to finish college, which she did at the age of […]
Once plants — were art? Most knew them, at least something about their medicinal powers, their lore. Unlucky Ophelia had her declarative listless list of flowers, her mad list, herb and flower names (“…rosemary, that’s for remembrance…Pansies, that’s for thoughts”) symbolizing pre-suicide remembrance and rue—though why-hadn’t-Hamlet-loved-her-enough was the […]
1910. Matisse. All hail the death of “still lifes,” paintings which incorporated over-ornamentalized baked clay pottery, flowers sheared and arranged in water at their height of bloom, damask and linen made from once-living plants, mandolins and violins set out with all their elaborate fittings and gold filigree—once trees; […]
Taking place on a set with almost 20 clocks, Jenifer Nii’s “The Weird Play” has the calculus, the mind-numbingness of geometry. The set, by Halee Rasmussen, contains the gaping hollows of one actual door-opening and one window-opening, opening into the darkness of the Plan-B Theatre backstage, itself clearly […]
