C. Albert
Wednesday, July 18, 2012 15:41 — 5 Comments
Why do we talk about The Man On The Moon? Why do we see his face? Imagine his burden, the burden of being the constant reflection of our human experience, the only one in the sky. When I realized that I could see The Man On The Moon, I began to question my own reflection in the mirror. Once this distrust sank into reality, I found myself cleaning and preening in front of Albert’s collages. The mind has an amazing ability to absorb only pieces of “the bigger pictureâ€, the peaks, the valleys and the islands. It then constructs it’s […]
First Thursday Art Schlock
Wednesday, July 11, 2012 16:57 — 0 Comments
As children we begin to hone the craft of inside jokes. Most often this form of art begins in the competitive warfare of recess. Its life then continues into the classroom and into the dreaded cliques and subgroups of the age-divided zones of social navigation. This practice leads us into adult life, where we then find other groups and cliques that seek an opportunity to distinguish or laugh. Many of us joke, jab and experiment, but very few are gifted with the ability to not only make an inside joke but make one that is appealing to the insider and […]
Justine Smith
Wednesday, July 4, 2012 11:33 — 0 Comments
Currency, a source of conflict and illusion. Time is Money Inkjet with pearlised screen printing 2011 Money Map of Africa Inkjet on 330gsm Somerset satin enhanced paper 2007 The British Isles Diamond Dust and Inkjet printed on 330gsm Somerset satin enhanced paper 2010 Great Britain Archival Ink Jet print with pearlised screen printed detail 2012 A Bigger Bang Inkjet print on 330gsm Somerset Satin Enhanced paper 2009 Old Europe Inkjet print on 330gsm Somerset satin enhanced paper 2007 Euro Europe Inkjet print on 330gsm Somerset satin enhanced paper 2007 http://www.justinesmith.net
Betsy Barnum
Thursday, June 14, 2012 18:52 — 3 Comments
It’s four in the morning and I have just been awoken by a dream. I am overwhelmed by the emotions felt within my dream world, a taste left on my tongue, but I am lacking the clarity needed to decipher the code. Images shuffle through my mind’s eye faster than I can make sense of them.  I capture bits and pieces but only those that will themselves towards me. While this one eye is open the rest of me is filled with the fog and clouds of rest. Sense at this point is unattainable. Any thread or narrative is left […]
Bret Hanson
Wednesday, June 6, 2012 19:28 — 5 Comments
In Bret Hanson’s work we are invited into an abstract dream world. However, as the adventure begins we are haunted by a sense of familiarity and the reality that this is neither dream nor abstract. Stuttered in our travel we begin to wonder. We are lulled into the supposed safety and simplicity of these prints through the subtle colors employed by Bret. At first, lost in the cosmos, we float in the otherworldliness of the work. Mid-flight however, we are grounded by the shapes of human history, called back to earth by the repeated arches and aqueducts of roman architecture. […]
Cafe Racer
Wednesday, May 30, 2012 19:20 — 1 Comment
As the Visual Arts Editor for The Monarch Review, it is my job to post new work on Wednesdays. However, on this day we have suffered a terribly tragic loss and I feel something different is in order. Café Racer has been, in many ways, an extension of the Monarch community. It has thrived as a home to musicians, artists and conscious thinkers who strive to contribute, collaborate, inspire and influence the rich artistic life we are fortunate to be a part of. To say that we are shocked and sad would be simplifying, it seems impossible to express the […]
Owl Cat Ink
Tuesday, May 22, 2012 20:36 — 1 Comment
Can 1 live without 0 and 0 without 1? Yes. But, One Zero cannot live without Zero One. When I think about the symmetry and unison in the collaborative work of Mike and Roxanne I can’t help but think of the Bynars. To those not in the know, this is “nerd†speak for a true partnership.  The Bynars are a race of Star Trek beings that live as unified pairs who think and speak in binary code. Their every step, thought and action is completely dependent upon the other. So much so, that they are not two, but one. Mike […]
Joseph Mougel
Wednesday, May 16, 2012 18:44 — 1 Comment
I wonder, if at the time Joseph was creating this body of work he was aware of its implications. We currently live in a world where PTSD and other war related acronyms are part of our rhetoric. Coming from a military background, I can only assume that he heard the echoes of his service. However, today when viewing his work its ghostly quality reverberates the string of our impending future. Though his work speaks to the stripping of identity and implies a whitewashing of the recruit, his photos also give a sense of the missing. His work calls awareness to […]
Aubrey Hays
Wednesday, May 9, 2012 13:30 — 1 Comment
I have long been a fan of Aubrey Hays. Her work is consistently and provocatively emotive. Her lyrical and richly colored work often leaves me with the feeling that I have myself experienced her moments down to the details of sound, color, air and breath. I recently visited Aubrey’s website and was drawn to her most recent series, Red Herring. This series of photographs is distinctly different than previous works which caught me off guard. It then dawned on me that I am drawn to this series because it offers almost exactly the opposite experience of her previous work. These […]
Jenna Kuiper
Wednesday, May 2, 2012 7:00 — 0 Comments
I am an admitted mass collector. I frequently find beauty in objects of the most mundane and mostly from Goodwill. I compulsively pick up or purchase items, trashed and looked over by others. Eventually these objects become little descriptive words in my visual encyclopedia and find themselves on display in the micro world of my apartment. Each with intent, their display is meant to describe a piece of my conscious life, a word in my narrative and part of my personal story to the visitor or guest. After their arrangement I find myself revisiting these objects in an almost obsessive […]
The answer isn't poetry, but rather language
- Richard Kenney
