Artforum Picks: Every Witch Way but Loose

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Dear Ruth, 2015, graphite, vintage cabinet card, glitter, glass, paper, 12 1/2 x 9 1/2″

Meehan’s exhibition is a collision of references, histories, and time. For instance, the piece Dear Ruth reimagines Nancy Spero’s infamous 1971 letter to Lucy Lippard, which stated: “The enemies of women’s liberation in the arts will be crushed.” Meehan once again bends historical acuity by copying the letter exactly but readdressing it to Gordon from Sinatra. “Every Witch Way but Loose” tackles women’s current fight to be treated as equals by illustrating the cyclical nature of the endeavor.- Full review here.

Nasher Sculpture Center Microgrant

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The Nasher Sculpture Center announced the winners of the inaugural Nasher Artist Microgrants, a program which provides twice-annual financial support to North Texas artists through the distribution of small-sum grants.
Winners:
Christopher Blay, Brick Haus Collective, Celia Eberle, Jeff Gibbons, and Margaret Meehan.

Final Installment for Pastelegram

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In Margaret Meehan’s “WE BELONG DEAD” we considered the overlap of the beautiful and the monstrous, studying examples of that overlap in history and poetry. The issue ends with Chelsea Weathers’ editor’s statement and two mirror-stitched excerpts from Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein (1818) and John Gardner’s Grendel (1971). Frankenstein’s monster and Grendel, the monster from Beowulf, both resort to violence after rejection by their human counterparts. Frankenstein, as he recounts his process of observing and becoming emotionally attached to a family living in a cottage in the woods, only to confront them and be driven away by their disgust, demands of Dr. Frankenstein the only thing that he believes will abate his misery: a female monster partner. Grendel too laments that he has no friend—nobody to talk to or to share his life. The desperation and loneliness both monsters feel drives them to seek revenge. They are extreme examples of how one’s environment can affect identity, their ill treatment made manifest in their murderous acts.

All the components of WE BELONG DEAD meditate on how we consume materials from our pasts, and how those materials might consume us and shape our presents and futures. To remember the past is not to relive it; a repetition is not a return.[1] Returning to the past may be impossible, but if we cleave ourselves wholly from it, we deny a potential to embody our histories, and to learn from them.