In an overheard conversation prior to our interview, a passerby who knows the artist exclaims, “You made your earrings?!” Instead of a simple yes, Heather Rison opts for, “I make a lot of things,” followed by a smirk. A seemingly simple statement was an apt introduction to this […]
The Utah Museum of Fine Arts (UMFA) has received a 2022 Bank of America Art Conservation Project grant to conserve “Two Running Horses (1932),” a four-panel screen by Chiura Obata (1885–1975). Obata is considered one of the most prominent Japanese-American artists of the 20th century. The work is […]
Her nom de plume should be your first hint that something a bit psychedelic is going on. Atentatmente una fresa (Mindfully a strawberry) is Mexican artist Aline Herrera’s professional moniker. It sounds a bit like a late ’60s psych band. Under it, she has decorated football equipment, musical […]
There will be no funeral for Gary Max Collins, a prolific Utah painter who made his career from art for five decades. A celebration of life, a chance to share stories? Maybe, at a later date, as he directed in the obituary he prepared for himself, where he […]
I met Devanie Johnson on location, during the shooting of the feature documentary Tomb of Joseph. That was a year ago — June, 2021 — in historic Nauvoo, Illinois. Devanie was on the crew, taking still photographs. She shot all her photos with an iPhone, mostly using an app called Hipstamatic that transformed the photos to look like tintypes from the mid nineteenth century.
Whether by accident or by design, the 2022 iteration of South Salt Lake’s The Mural Fest has created a metaphorical demarcation line for the ancestral lands of the Ute and the Shoshone: it’s Haven Ave. in South Salt Lake. On the south side of the street, Rafael Blanco […]
As remarkable as the fiber art works of Judith Scott are in person, it adds another dimension to see her at work in the short film, Judith Scott in the Studio, that plays in rotation with five other short films in the Kimball galleries video space. Here there […]
Jennifer Worsley’s home, nestled among plant life and crawling ivy, is a reflection of the landscape artist’s love for nature. Her art hangs in the front room, which then opens to her studio space and the adjoining kitchen. Rocks, dried flowers, plants, and even a dried puffer fish […]
Steve Creson’s Gallery Exhibit at the Holladay Library reflects the artist’s diverse interests across a few unique sets of works. The roots of the Black Arrow Project (BAP), as traced in an accompanying artist’s statement, point to the intriguingly circuitous route from inspiration to realization. Born of a […]
Rian Kasner says that with their new mural, painted on the south side of Apex Brewing in South Salt Lake, they were inspired by how people would feel when they read the words, “Darling, you are a work of art.” The one-story mural features stenciled images of five […]
When they hear the word “desert,” most people think of oceans of sand, dunes like waves following each other into the distance. In Utah, we know better: most of the world’s deserts, including ours, have little or no sand to see. Instead, they are made of rock. Bedrock […]
UN.RU.LY Adjective disorderly and disruptive, and not amenable to discipline or control. If this definition brings your mind to the rebellious nature of the arts, your thinking is in line with the owners of one of the latest additions to Salt Lake City’s monthly Gallery Stroll. While it […]
Against a two-storey, rainbow colored-background, the profile of a Native American in a feathered headdress stares northward. To the right is the text of a Ute prayer: Earth teach me to remember kindness as dry fields weep with rain. The mural, located on AMI Roofing’s south wall, was […]
There are three levels at work in Bea Hurd’s It Was Their Third Cup of Coffee. At the bottom is physiology: the human body and the human brain, each in competition for the same resources. It’s well known that while the brain makes up only 2% of body […]
Just when I think I understand Ed Bateman’s images he throws a curve and I have to start all over.
You think it’s an original 19th-century studio portrait framed on a photographer’s carte de visite, a nod to the ancestors. Then you look closer and something is very wrong. You trusted the patina, the formality, the tint, the truth that we all assume photographs convey. But you are deceived: The child version of great grandmother Hedy (or is it great-grandfather Fred?) is posed next to a robot dog. It almost seems a travesty but you can’t stop looking at the image. What can you trust?