From: margaret withers <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Date: December 18, 2010 4:07:10 PM EST
Subject: Can Roberta come out to play?
I dropped off the show catalog for “feeling untethered I laid down my
memories”, which is up right now at Amos Eno Gallery in DUMBO (111
Front St. #202 W-S 12-6, comes down on Thursday).
Do you remember as a child pretending to be a car or a space monster,
do you remember what being in that natural state of awareness felt
like? To be so focused on play that you don’t exist in the real and
physical world – you don’t hear your mom calling you, you forget that
you need to go pee, you don’t notice it’s getting dark and that your
hungry. That other worldliness of feeling is what I’m trying to
communicate with my art. For example, in the painting, “Tip of the
tongue slandered by ears” there are 26 white clay heads attached to
the painting and floating off to the side. The “guy” is getting ready
to either munch on or spit out a sewn in pen and ink drawing of a
round floating fish like thing, and behind him is a large dark
hovering mass… what is going on?
Come out and play with me Roberta… come see my artwork.
Thank You Very Much,
This was an email that my artist friend Margaret Withers sent around to art critics recently, to get someone to pay attention to her recent show at Amos Eno Gallery in DUMBO. The letter was sent to Jerry Salz, Roberta Smith, Michael Kimmerman, Peter Schejdahl and Laura Hoptman, among others. To date, no responses. I found the letter to be quite engaging, if a bit goofy. What do you think? Mistake or marketing must?