Interviews
Interview with Shanti Grumbine
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 material’s original consumption. She neglects no inquiry, sourcing hymns from religious scripts, patterns from antiquated textiles, and most recently, coverage of global political discord in the New York Times. What results are deconstructed presentations of a text’s individual parts, both physical and lyrical.

Shanti Grumbine. Zero, 2014; de-acidified New York Times newspaper, jade glue; 22 x 24 in.
Ashley Stull Meyers: We met during your residency at the Bemis Center for Contemporary Arts, and your studio immediately gave the sense of how interested you are in detritus. Your process seems conceptually connected to ephemera and the craft of remaking. How did that begin, and what’s your investment in it?
Shanti Grumbine: My interest in cast-off or found materials started when I was young, influenced by my mother, who was an artist. When I was sixteen, I began working with linoleum tiles that had been pulled up from the floor at Simon’s Rock College, where I went to school. I liked knowing what my substrate would be—a repeated grid—and I got to know the material nature of the tiles. For a while I saved my tea bags, emptying the tea and replacing it with small objects, sewn lines, text, and images…again, a gridded accumulation. It was a type of diary, replacing the daily ritual of drinking tea with the ritual of documenting. Now I work with certain materials for a long time, like the plastic New York Times newspaper sleeves that my subscription comes in. I began making textiles with them at the Bemis. I guess it’s a bit of an anti-capitalist gesture, to spend time with detritus.
It’s also a nod toward the longevity of an object—its shifting narrative role in the physical world. I started to keep the eraser filings when I was working on Names of the Dead because they looked like ashes; I display them with the thin strips of removed text below the redacted newspaper pages. Uncoupled from its original function and value, detritus becomes something freed from its place within language and is, as a result, full of suggestion and possibility.











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