{"id":35706,"date":"2018-03-15T15:07:10","date_gmt":"2018-03-15T21:07:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/artistsofutah.org\/15Bytes\/?p=35706"},"modified":"2025-10-24T07:01:56","modified_gmt":"2025-10-24T14:01:56","slug":"we-made-a-garden-familiar-fauna-by-the-women-ostraff-at-rio-gallery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/artistsofutah.org\/15Bytes\/we-made-a-garden-familiar-fauna-by-the-women-ostraff-at-rio-gallery\/","title":{"rendered":"We Made a Garden: Familiar Fauna by the Women Ostraff at Rio Gallery"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cHave You Watered the Plants Recently?\u201d Elise Ostraff, acrylic and oil on wood panel, 2018.<\/p><\/div>\n

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1910. Matisse. All hail the death of \u201cstill lifes,\u201d 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\u2014once trees; or plucked oranges, apples with still-hanging-on leaves, grapes in swollen perfection, even entire dead brilliant red lobsters or luxuriantly-spread-out new corpses of hares or peacocks dangled over all: pyramid of harvested or imminent death. Finally, in 1910, a Matisse, \u201cStill Life with Geraniums,\u201d a geranium not on its way to \u201cbeing spent\u201d\u2014in a pot full of nourishing sustaining soil: geraniums real, happy and rangy, with all the multi-jointed rangy terracing continuing splendor that is a geranium, suggestive of the branching, continuing patterns in Oriental rugs (modern art, some say, was birthed by\u00a0Oriental rugs, how Matisse went to town with that, working their wild, arabesquing plant motifs into every rampant, patterning brushstroke).<\/h4>\n

And 1910 is also the year the Rio Grande train depot in Salt Lake City was built. Its vast lower walls are lined with softly buffed maroon panels of granite, its dark tea-rose-colored paint surrounds its vast hundred-paned Gothic arched windows far up above, all forming conservatory\u00a0and<\/em>\u00a0grand ballroom for this collection of artwork by the women Ostraff: Melinda Ostroff, Jenny Ostraff, Elise Boucher Ostraff, and Alexis Fryer Ostraff, bound by blood and marriage, and now artistic subject, in their\u00a0Familiar Flora: Four Visual Responses to Living with Plants.<\/em><\/h4>\n

Ah, women, you think, women painting flowers\u2014how predictable! (Women once held dominion over china: predictably, maddeningly festooned with improbably perfect flowers.) But\u00a0still life<\/em>\u00a0\u2014 in which the Dutch particularly celebrated plunder acquired from trade, and with which old Egyptians long ago provided for their pharaohs and others buried underground, to become\u2014presto!\u2014magic sustenance\u2014is a magic trick now dead.<\/h4>\n

Picasso and Cezanne and Braque, bless their puzzle-taking-apart jazzy souls, also helped finish it off, with their disjointed, floating forms in paintings each mockingly entitled \u201cstill life\u201d to mock and displace the whole hoarding, show-off mess of still lives.\u00a0Still lives<\/em>\u00a0were a hoarded staple, just as in the Egyptian tombs\u2014hoarding work through the winter, when they could not be outside to paint. Surrounded by snow outside, indoors artists could show off how real they could make dying things look.<\/h4>\n

(Consider Virginia Woolf, who both refused to think as others thought and also was comforted by English conventionality, saying \u2014 predicting Georgia O\u2019Keeffe and her enormous, eerily single flowers \u2014 \u201cUntil we can comprehend the beguiling beauty of a single flower, we are woefully unable to grasp the meaning and potential of life itself.\u201d)<\/h4>\n

(Consider the word\u00a0houseplants,<\/em>\u00a0perhaps as awful as the word\u00a0housewife,<\/em>\u00a0implying contract of marriage to a building which becomes a till-death-do-us-part contract of separation from\u00a0other<\/em>\u00a0life: duty verging on imprisonment.)<\/h4>\n

But plants and their offspring in this exhibit are free-range: Melinda Ostraff\u2019s studies of a horse chestnut seed, in three encaustic panels, \u201cHorse Chestnut #4, #2, #3,\u201d shows its prickly fall to earth, its curled vital almost animate form, its intense\u00a0seedness.\u00a0<\/em>These encaustic panels are a wonder, melted wax as creamy and modulated as rich askew accidental glazes on pottery.<\/h4>\n

Other works by Melinda, an ethnobotanist who in a special, majestic way does as she pleases, suggest outer space, or undersea. She also has a fearless child\u2019s focused, yet unfocused, sense of play. Her materials find their own fate, midstream, midwax. \u201cPattern # 20\u201d could be a great iceberg under the surface of a vast ocean. Others, such as \u201cBotanics #3,\u201d a cajoling, comforting denim blue, are leaves layered upon leaves, a repetitive and soothing batik. Turn a corner at the Rio, and you find another numbered set by Melinda, suggesting resolute stands of birch, in wax of creamy, encompassing whiteness.<\/h4>\n
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\u201cWhite Geranium #1,\u201d Alexis Fryer Ostraff, monotype, 2018.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Geranium meets Warhol in \u201cWhite Geranium #1, #2, #3\u201d: Alexis Fryer Ostraff\u2019s monotype prints are like different Warhol\u00a0Marilyn Monroes<\/em>: one a geranium anchored deeply by swerving golden and dark shadows, another dark, purplish, suggesting so strongly a pirate ship on a horizon from which pirates are leaping you might think the pirate-loving Howard Pyle or the magnificent Wyeths have wandered into the Rio. The last geranium in the series of three is a monotype of one serene, imperially green geranium, resplendent as a many-terraced Chinese palace, its bloom triumphantly moon-white; a geranium released from its previous monotype moods.<\/h4>\n

Alexis does this again in her \u201cChristmas Cactus\u201d and \u201cJade Plant\u201d monotypes (again, each a set of three): in the cacti prints, one is a shudder of blue which makes it seem time-lapse photography has charted the potted plant\u2019s movements as it grew; another cactus is a dazzle of startled yet baffled and dormant-seeming pink; and a final monotype is (again, the third) the one in which the plant seems to reassert itself with darker, more certain color: even the pebbles in the cactus\u2019s saucer have regained their sturdy, resolute rockiness.<\/h4>\n
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\u201cIreland Botanics #10,\u201d Melinda Ostraff, encaustic, 2018.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Rarely,\u00a0images in the show are of single leaves. Melinda\u2019s \u201cBotanics #1,\u201d is sole green leaf, making you think of fortune-tellers reading tea leaves in tea cups, or studying palms: yet here you see one leaf can look like a human palm; you realize that green leaf has its own destiny, too.<\/h4>\n

Elise Boucher Ostraff\u2019s single leaf is huge: her \u201cBlack Leaf Cotton\u201d is the princess of the Rio Grande ballroom\u2014one resolute deeply almost blackly maroon leaf, marooned seemingly by its own dark, dark, marooness, dark as a Norwegian maple in summer, her dark leaf floating in layers of acrylic and oil paint on a sea of strawberry-cream pink and flares of palest, lurking, jagged blue. Beneath the painting, the highly buffed tiles of the Rio Grande are burnished mauvish-brown-bubbling-pink echoes of these colors: they were waiting for this single, dancing leaf. (Her tea party of nine small paintings,\u00a0We Made a Garden,\u00a0<\/em>is the fine understudy title, surely, for this show.<\/em>)<\/h4>\n

More paintings by Elise Ostraff invoke the Hawaiian shirt, leaves and huge blooms wildly aswirl, as if glimpsed falling, and flattened into a fabric. In one, \u201cHave You Watered the Plants,\u201d two huge blooms are chillingly, blankly white: they seem to be asking the viewer (or the waterer) to imagine their absence, or death \u2014a preview of ghostliness.<\/h4>\n

Where would an exhibit with flowers in it be without roses? In \u201cRosebush #1, #2, #3, #4,\u201d Jenny Ostraff gives us roses that are shockingly distant and pale, and imbued with blueberry shades, peaches, apricots. Somewhere (yes: this is an exhibit that will make you hungry) there is a new Creamsicle in the future, made with honey, milk, fruits, and errant rose petals drifting through, similar to these dreamy collages by Jenny, many in dark frames, highlighting their almost melted, wispy delicateness.<\/h4>\n
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\u201cRosebush #3,\u201d Jenny Ostraff, mixed-media collage, 2018.<\/p><\/div>\n

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The ghost of remembered scents fills this exhibit: anyone who has worked in a greenhouse or wandered into one of life\u2019s greatest delights, the conservatory or indoor botanical garden, has smelled the finest smells smellable, emanating from the contained and condensed miracle of what Dylan Thomas in one of his poems called\u00a0the green fuse.\u00a0<\/em>A growing roomful of jade plants in summer has a smell deeper and more peppery than any handful of newly ground pepper; a houseful of chrysanthemums in bloom smells more like wildflower honey than any honey actual bees have collected. Soil, when baking in greenhouse sterilizers to ensure no weed-seed survives, is the most exquisite surprise of all: it is precisely the smell of baking Boston brown bread, made with molasses and whole wheat and fat raisins. But amplified five times.<\/h4>\n

If considering a painting, Cezanne said, take it outside, lean it up against any tree or plant. Looking at it leaning there, you will immediately know, he said, from how it looks with the plants behind it and above it, what\u2019s right about it\u2014and wrong. Here\u2019s hoping a rooted orchid or a deeply potted jade tree will appear at this show: it can judge us all.<\/h4>\n

Familiar Flora: Four Visual Responses to Living with Plants<\/em>, includes works by artists Melinda Ostraff, Jenny Ostraff, Elise Boucher Ostraff, and Alexis Fryer Ostraff,\u00a0Rio Gallery, Salt Lake City, March 16-May 11, opening reception March 16, 6-9 p.m. as part of Gallery Stroll.<\/p>\n

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