Bricaleur-ing at Fort Gondo
Statement by Lyndsey Scott.
The spirit that popped into my head when Sarah and I stumbled upon the word Bricaleur-ing was a magic lady dressed only in fishnets and a brick-painted cardboard box singing “She’s a Brick House” while dancing around downtown. A laughing, intuitive, spritely and simple force that judges no one, dips and glides between sore ‘mores’ and ‘who does she think she is?” – Free to be…. I hear the fine art stats as reported by the Guerilla Girls, and go in trends of avoiding galleries and museums as a result of the intermittent feeling of boredom/ego/cynicism/fatalism that can predominate imbalanced masculine work. This invitation to curate as part of Beverlyear was a great little gauntlet: Go ahead and be that – instead of bitching about ladies largely seeming cut off from power-play in the mainstream art culture, or a feminine/nurture aspect being absent from ‘high art’, why not enjoy playing around…. Stop focusing on what’s not and create what Is. The work culled as a result of the concept embodies unique sensibilities of lady-makers, and I really enjoy the conversations happening within various ‘clusters’ of pieces. I anticipate soulful connections as we transform the gallery space and spill into the neighborhood thru the end of the month.
The spirit that popped into my head when Sarah and I stumbled upon the word Bricaleur-ing was a magic lady dressed only in fishnets and a brick-painted cardboard box singing “She’s a Brick House” while dancing around downtown. A laughing, intuitive, spritely and simple force that judges no one, dips and glides between sore ‘mores’ and ‘who does she think she is?” – Free to be…. I hear the fine art stats as reported by the Guerilla Girls, and go in trends of avoiding galleries and museums as a result of the intermittent feeling of boredom/ego/cynicism/fatalism that can predominate imbalanced masculine work. This invitation to curate as part of Beverlyear was a great little gauntlet: Go ahead and be that – instead of bitching about ladies largely seeming cut off from power-play in the mainstream art culture, or a feminine/nurture aspect being absent from ‘high art’, why not enjoy playing around…. Stop focusing on what’s not and create what Is. The work culled as a result of the concept embodies unique sensibilities of lady-makers, and I really enjoy the conversations happening within various ‘clusters’ of pieces. I anticipate soulful connections as we transform the gallery space and spill into the neighborhood thru the end of the month.
Over the Edge at Art St. Louis
The canvas is a frame, a window, a mirror, a precious protector, a border, it suggests status, money, longevity. I’ve been trying to make sense of working within or outside a frame and so I selected a few artists that worked in a painterly manner but not always on a canvas. I asked them a series of questions. I found they weren’t tied to the title of “painter”, but rather an intuitive necessity to create. Although limited by money and therefore supplies (canvas, oil paint, frames), they were not lacking in energy or artistic output. And so they made things with alleyway cast offs, craft paint, recycled pizza boxes, and old magazines. They made things in stolen moments, while working, or among a circle of friends. They made things to pass time, as a way to process experiences, to visualize the future, or in a moment of communion.
Featuring the work of: Rebecca Estee, Zak Marmalefsky, Lyndsey Scott, and myself.
Featuring the work of: Rebecca Estee, Zak Marmalefsky, Lyndsey Scott, and myself.
