through August 4th 2012
We had a recurrent conversation about the word cleavage. It began in our studio as we discussed Misty Cleavage – a modestly sized yet epically scaled painting, hanging (newly finished) on the studio wall. Cleavage. We enjoyed its phonetic resonance to “cliff edge” and all that this insinuated: a sense of danger, a state of insecurity, the sensation of falling, jumping or having been pushed…
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.