Monday, June 27, 2011

(un)seen and (un)heard

A bit back these two cool artists Ryan Feeney and Kimberly Hennessy who run the online gallery Soft Spot, asked me to participate in the current show "(un)seen and (un)heard".
I was really shocked when they told me that they had gathered writers from the Internet that they loved.  I really didn't know them and it was a moment for me to think that someone thought of me as a real writer. I got to know them a bit and gave them something for the show. It was cool as they selected work from visual artists and we responded to it. It is an honor to be with these folks.

Ryan MacDonald, Sara Majka, Melissa Broder, Mike Topp, Sommer Browning, Mark Leidner, Jordan Stempleman, Ben Estes, Ben Kopel, Matthew Suss, Rachel B. Glaser, and Emily Hunt

Yochai Matos, Laurie Kang, Brendan George Ko, Nathalie Chikhi, Francois Trezin, Jason Demarte, Jesse Hlebo, Fenk Zhang, Joel Whitaker, Christina Leung, William Green, and Juliao Sarmento.

Check it out if you can. xo

art: seen:  william green, untitled #4, 2008

seen:  jason demarte, cream filled, 2007
heard:  amy turn sharp
Our words like tiny knives
we throw bombs and bricks and butter bowls
all over the kitchen floor
and it's foggy with love disguised by anger
and when we hurt the people that we love with our shouting
or when they hurt us we can't stop the loop for a bit
Not for a while.
It would be a very good thing to freeze time and have a storytelling voice-over
explain away a lovers quarrel by dissecting it and making it funny somehow.
Or silly.
Or necessary to plot.
It would make it easier to watch in replay. It would be Nicolas Cage and his voice would sing song away all of the pain as he told the story of an ordinary morning that went wonky. And later when you hold washcloths to your eyes because you feel like you can see underwater -you look into the mirror above the sink and you laugh right out loud. Not because everything is fine again, but because you think about all those babies in "Raising Arizona" crawling around and it just reminds you of the way Holly Hunter's voice could possibly be the most perfect sound in the world. And then you rub your face with a rough white towel and you know with certainty that the most perfect sound in the world is your own mouth opening up and telling that other person that you are sorry. It has a timbre that makes you arch your back. It has a cadence that comforts you both.


1 comment:

kim said...

hey, great post amy - thank you! xo


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