I’m now into my third week at Nes Residency in Iceland. The past week and a half have been non-stop blizzard conditions with spotty internet. Today is the first day of sun. The light in Iceland is incredible (even during a blizzard), as is the landscape. Iceland is one of the most beautiful countries I’ve … Continue reading
Untitled 1: Tale of the Necropants digital print 2013 Untitled 2: Tale of the Necropants digital print 2013 Untitled 3: Tale of the Necropants digital print 2013 Untitled 4: Tale of the Necropants digital print 2013 Necropants (male) abaca 2013 Necropants (male & female) … Continue reading
In Tales From The North, artists Kelsey Bosch and Steph Thompson explore stories and recount personal experience from the countries of Iceland and Norway. Influenced by Icelandic folk tales, Bosch will explore a disturbing Nordic lore of wealth. Thompson will present a new body of paintings inspired by a recent investigation into the culture and … Continue reading
One down, one to go. This past weekend marked the opening of a group exhibition at the Boiler Room in the Warehouse District of Minneapolis. It was also the sneak peak of what is to come later in March for the “Tales from the North” exhibition at the Quarter Gallery.
In preparation of the second ART Salon., artist Emily Lynch and I created a piece in the woods. The idea behind this ART Salon. is to challenge ourselves by limiting materials to what we find in the location of the sculpture and more importantly it serves to get art and art viewing outside. This Salon … Continue reading
Last weekend was spent with a group of Minneapolis based artists at the Poor Farm. Historically a poor farm was a last resort workhouse for ‘undeserving poor’ or those without physical and mental disabilities. These institutions popped up in the nineteenth century after the Poor Law Amendment Act was created. The New Poor Law defined … Continue reading
As it turns out, one of my colleagues in NYC took a few images of my work!
This is a collection of absurd things I found in NYC.
My last week in NYC was a whirlwind of studio time. Everyday I woke up praying that the bridge was standing…and it was! I moved the bridge from the center of the gallery space to the front in between a glass wall and the partition with the NYCAMS signage so that it acted as a … Continue reading
After a longish day of studio visits in Bushwick, sushi and wine, and an opening reception, I made it home at 11pm or so last night to get a text that the bridge had fallen. My initial reaction was a mix of defeat and fatigue, my ego as a builder as flat as my bridge. … Continue reading
