I love text art. I love neon art. I love feminist art. So I love, love, love Sophia Wallace’s illuminated text sculptures spelling out the clitoris at the Catinca Tabacaru Gallery, showing now through June 24, 2016.
FIVE reasons you might love Wallace’s work OVER AND OVER AND OVER, again:
ONE: Sophia Wallace is a fierce conceptual artist, exploring the gendered, sexualized, radicalized body, with a laser focus on the clit. Spy Lit Clit, 2016 here and her additional CLITERACY body of work.
TWO: Neon is such an interesting medium to use to provoke conversations about the female body. Neon so often brings to mind the pleasure-seeking of red-light districts and porn shops, as well clubs and clairvoyants; yet here neon is illuminating a word that is rarely spoken let alone understood much less respected.
THREE: Um, tttttttthhhhhiiiiiiiissssssss.
FOUR: The exhibition’s title was pulled from an ancient Gnostic screed, The Thunder, Perfect Mind. The divine voice is multi-gendered, but primarily a female divinity, proclaiming:
Until it is known, I will say it OVER AND OVER AND OVER
Until it is seen, I will create it OVER AND OVER AND OVER
Until it is present, I will invoke it OVER AND OVER AND OVER
FIVE: The Catinca Tabacaru Gallery is led by a badass female, who is dedicated to exploring authenticity via the language of gender and identity. She also mentioned that Wallace’s golden Swagga Like Us, 2016 piece declaring, “illest clitoris,” would make a great addition to the bedroom, a nightlight of sorts, for perhaps above the headboard. Fucking sold.
Thanks xx
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Badass is right. I enjoyed the wit, energy, and analysis of Amy Deneson’s review of Sophia Wallace’s exhibit at the Catinca Tabacaru Gallery. The concepts and neon presentations appear to be both stimulating and beautiful. After reading the review I intend to see Wallace’s work in person – to engage the debate started by Wallace, curated by the gallery, and framed so well by Deneson. Thank you all.
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