Posts Tagged ‘ephemera’

From the Archives – Interview with Shanti Grumbine

Shanti Grumbine. Persephone, April 2, 2013, A1, 2015; basswood dowels, anodized die, pigment print, mirrors, wood panel, 22 x 29 in.

In a world of propaganda and fake news, sorting fact from fiction can be a complicated task. Today we revisit Ashley Stull Meyers’ interview with artist Shanti Grumbine, who deconstructs newspapers as a way of investigating the power dynamics of communication. “The goal of journalism is to discover and present an objective truth—which is an impossible task.” This article was originally published on March 9, 2015. Art[…..]

Fan Mail: Fanny Allié

Fanny Allié. Horses, 2015; collages and mixed-media on cardboard; 31.5 x 33 in. Courtesy of the Artist.

For Brooklyn-based artist Fanny Allié, the human figure is a source of intrigue. In thinking about the body and how it moves through and inhabits space, the artist explores what she describes as the “ephemeral existence” of the human experience. Whether migrants fleeing trauma or the homeless seeking shelter, the notion of bodies in flux forms the crux of Allié’s practice. Initially trained in photography[…..]

Interview with Shanti Grumbine

Shanti Grumbine. Persephone, April 2, 2013, A1, 2015; basswood dowels, anodized die, pigment print, mirrors, wood panel, 22 x 29 in.

Art in time of conflict is not for the faint of conviction. For its makers, it can be leveraged for communication, catharsis, or an attempt at clarity; Brooklyn-based artist Shanti Grumbine engages with all three. She cuts found text and images in reconsideration of the boundaries between absence and presence—between profane and sacred content. Her drawings, prints, and collages make hay of what remains from[…..]

The Take-Away: Run Off at MacArthur B Arthur

Anyone who’s ever temped in an office or published a zine knows the marvelous idiosyncrasies of the Xerox machine: the sliding, illuminated beam that scans the images; the warm stacks of copies identical enough to be called “exact” yet often full of bleeding letters; shiny black-hole shadows and flecks of who-knows-what from the machine itself.  In Run Off, now on view at MacArthur B Arthur[…..]