Solo exhibition of contact-scan photographs, a list poem, and the debut of a color.
Sitting behind a Spanish style duplex in the Echo Park neighborhood of Los Angeles, a black A-frame gallery's interior has been painted in Cathedral City Grapefruit. This yellow has been painstakingly color matched to my late grandfathers' citrus, the best tasting in the world.
Life-size reproductions of some Southern Californian rambling botanicals have been photographed with a flatbed scanner in the landscape. These Bougainvillea at Magic Hour are made during the last hours of daylight. They result from a particular kind of low-tech, deskilled, camera-less photography, the product of touch, physicality, improvisation, and a lack of control.
A list poem titled Forgetting the Words is installed as a floor-to-ceiling vinyl work in vinyl. It consists of words of pressure and proximity that alludes to the processes with which the contact-scans have been made as well as more generally referencing a language of the body. The poem is set in ITC Eras, an almost italicized typeface found on the Epson scanner used for the photographic series.
Three stools, designed by LA-based Norma, serve a functional purpose, while prefacing a more substantial collaboration in the near future.
"Forgetting the Words" ran from 18 June to 29 July and was the inaugural exhibition at River (formerly CES Gallery). Realized as a result of the 2018 River Fellowship, which annually supports the production of a solo commercial exhibition for an emerging artist.